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limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
embora repine do amor, e chafe da razĂŁo
quem estará nomeando o vento
completamente dos rasgos
veio fazer exame de me pela mĂŁo
sobre os rooftops compita as sombras das nuvens
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
eu vi com olhos abertos

 



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