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nas manhãs nuvem-cinzentas
em sua barraca guardada
e assim vai
eu não posso dizê-lo agora
homem frio stern
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
gloom
porque
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
pouco parque que eu passo completamente
esta é a canção da juventude

 



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