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sobre os rooftops compita as sombras das nuvens
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
para poder ver cada lado de cada pergunta
velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
receoso não mais, eu digo
macio como a cama na terra
em todas as coisas não faladas de
todos aqueles tesouros que se encontram
passado unrelenting do thou
não seja falso
nobility da morte outra vez

 



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