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simplesmente falando
os céus que eram ashen e sober
a algum os deuses gordos
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
como uma vela branca
um pensamento doce solemn
não do mundo largo do todo
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada

 



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