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trançado e tecido
há um que esse i amou uma vez assim muito
o céu
glooms dos viv-carvalhos
esta é a canção da juventude
ao amante passionate
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
sob uma árvore espalhando da castanha
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
ido antes de nós

 



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