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diga-me mais menos ou diga-me mais
são você acordado?
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
as verdades terríveis estes sejam
com os olhos meek, marrons
behold mim, em meus chiffon, gauze e ouropel
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
eu soube o silêncio das estrelas e do mar
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
têm você não ouvido
f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade

 



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