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este é o navio da pérola
nobility da morte outra vez
estourou o vinho feroz
fora de mim unworthy e desconhecido
paredes e enorme elevados
todo meu amor para meu doce
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
cai aqui nenhuma luz
do assoalho ao teto
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves

 



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