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três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
eu quero saber onde você vive
velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate
o prado estava rastejando
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
tudo dentro e tudo sem mim
as sombras dos navios
eu vi-o uma vez antes
eu fiz um voto uma vez, um somente
e pão do breaketh mais
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
nas manhãs nuvem-cinzentas
eu ofereci-os todo o farewell

 



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