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felicidade
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
as canções antigas
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
assim perdido
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
noite misteriosa
os dias hypocritic
algum queixou-se ao mestre
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora

 



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