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eu estive pelo casement aberto
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
porque o faça sempre carrinho que tirita lá
muito bem, você liberais
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
eu não pray para a paz
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
diga-me mais menos ou diga-me mais
eu arremessei minha alma ao ar como um vôo do falcão
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você

 



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