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o prado estava rastejando
eu soube o silêncio das estrelas e do mar
esteja em mim como os modos eternal
em possa
ainda seu cinza balança a torre acima do mar
todo meu amor para meu doce
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
qual se mantem
glass-blower do tempo
acima do sul na ruptura do dia

 



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