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eu ouvi o vento o dia inteiro
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
uma vez este turf macio
deixe-nos plantar
como águias na elevação ascendente
f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré
paredes e enorme elevados
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
como ela
as sombras dos navios
era não para esse cheiro singular
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
tem um espaço livre, loveliness vento-protegido

 



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