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sobre os rooftops compita as sombras das nuvens
o corpo pode confinar
quem estará nomeando o vento
conseqüentemente eu não posso
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
o mais saddest do ano
cidade que não é uma cidade
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
e meu nome é truthful
eu penso d esplêndido justo
eu não queimo nenhum incense
havia um strangeness em seus bordos

 



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