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macia weeping
na meia-noite
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
o alvorecer era verde maçã
há um que esse i amou uma vez assim muito
balançado no berço do profundo
musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade
ao longo dos bancos
as canções antigas
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
do assoalho ao teto

 



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