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eu tive um medo em minha vida
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
o ar é como uma borboleta
o mistério o mais escuro, o mais estranho
eu ganhei a raça
para prestar atenção o dia inteiro à onda azul ondular e quebrar
quem estará nomeando o vento
melhore do que o granito
faça os meninos e as meninas vão ainda
o céu

 



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