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uma tempestade está montando na maré
eu gosto d
é ido
f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
quem estará nomeando o vento
porque assim sad meu encantador?
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
faça exame de meus bracelets
a filha, arte do thou vem morrer
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você

 



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