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porque
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
eu amei uma mulher
arched a inundação
raça elevado-carregada
eu não posso dizê-lo agora
tempestade
simplicity
faça exame de meus bracelets
eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã
eu vi que o deus você a duvida?
agora para uma luta viva e cheerful

 



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