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perguntam-me onde eu estive
amigo, cujo o sorriso veio ser
faça exame de meus bracelets
o prado estava rastejando
a luz retirada
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
você é bonito e desvanecido
olhe para trás com olhos longing e saiba que eu seguirei
ao lado de um campo stricken
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo

 



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