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eu sou uma mulher
para trás, gire para trás
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
agite
eu tive um medo em minha vida
para então without
e com o pássaro humming
eu arremessei minha alma ao ar como um vôo do falcão
a filha, arte do thou vem morrer
um por um, como sae de uma árvore
esta é a canção da juventude
filhas do tempo

 



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