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como uma vela branca
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
você diz que você me ama
os dias melancólicos vieram
olhar além
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
você ouve a chuva?
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
os céus que eram ashen e sober
eu tive um medo em minha vida
tem por muito tempo a luz solar do verão brilhada
eu detestei-o
eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã

 



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