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baby poem

eu estou morrendo
seja paciente, vida, quando o amor está na porta
a festa real foi feita
sombras voadas que varrem perto
há um país completamente do vinho
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
caras bonitas, tragical
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
ao longo dos bancos

 



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