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a neve sussurra sobre mim
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
short e doce, e nós viemos ŕ extremidade dela
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
tempestade
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
de nossos lugares escondidos
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo

 



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