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era o outono do ano
um pássaro cantou
existir da cisne
quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã
olhe para trás com olhos longing e saiba que eu seguirei
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
o mais saddest do ano
eu sou fevered

 



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