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três anos há hoje
se eu souber o narrow uma prisão é amor
acima de e para baixo vai
sabe uma liberação barata
sombras voadas que varrem perto
quando uma ação for feita para a liberdade
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
nunca em toda minha vida
deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
em setembro
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento

 



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