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assim perdido
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
vontade você glimmer no mar?
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
o sol está acima
sad são que sabem não o amor
eu não posso dizê-lo agora
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
em todas as coisas não faladas de
sentar-se em seu balancim que espera seu chá
eu vi-o uma vez antes
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
eu vi que o deus você a duvida?
têm você não ouvido

 



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