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melancolia, azul era
podem falar do amor em uma casa de campo
olhar além
eu amo as configuraçőes melodious velhas
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
glass-blower do tempo
eu estou morrendo
o relâmpago piscou, e levantou
os drowses pálidos do dia no ocidental embebem
ao longo dos bancos
do sol nem das estrelas
em e sobre
o doce com fern e levantou-se

 



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