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eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
era não para esse cheiro singular
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
os dias hypocritic
uma tempestade está montando na maré
escuro-eyed
eu estive
eu quero saber às vezes se for realmente verdadeiro
eighty anos passaram, e mais
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas

 



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