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não do mundo largo do todo
o corpo pode confinar
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
as sombras colocam ao longo de broadway
no porto de york novo
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
seu cabelo bonito
assim perdido
para prestar atenção o dia inteiro à onda azul ondular e quebrar
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
você recorda
mil anos silenciosos há
renove a visão do prazer

 



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