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minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
eu vi que o deus você a duvida?
quando eu olhei em seus olhos
os dias melancólicos vieram
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
arched a inundação

 



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