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a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
na terra silenciosa
tem um espaço livre, loveliness vento-protegido
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
muito bem, você liberais
sumário em uma noite do vôo
eu sei o que você está indo dizer
a algum os deuses gordos
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado
jogaram uma pedra, você jogaram uma pedra
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor

 



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