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alguns dos hurts que você se curou
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
deixe-me ser sad
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
um poeta, fazendo exame do breio fora de sua lingüeta
dê-me a fome
ido antes de nós
o dia é feito
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
cara esposa
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor

 



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