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laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
eu estou morrendo
eu ouvi o vento o dia inteiro
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
o céu
quando uma ação for feita para a liberdade
esplêndido e terrível seu amor
eu sou o vento que wavers
quando eu retornei no por do sol
a algum os deuses gordos
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
pela ponte rude

 



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