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eu sou o vento que wavers
pensamentos através de minha cabeça
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
a neve sussurra sobre mim
as sombras dos navios
um pêssego pequeno no pomar cresceu
musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade

 



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