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eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
nós não éramos muitos
splendor doce
porque o faça sempre carrinho que tirita lá
o céu
doce e forte
quem ama a chuva
eu estive pelo casement aberto
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
quando você vier hoje à noite
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
simplesmente falando

 



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