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quem ama a chuva
eu estou morrendo
a criança que jogou afastado a folha após a folha
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
baixo! ' tis um a noite do gala
trançado e tecido
o mais saddest do ano
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
de nossos lugares escondidos
têm você andar visto através da vila
macia weeping

 



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