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veja, desta moeda falsa dele
mundo que muda sob minha mão
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
as sombras colocam ao longo de broadway
o relâmpago piscou, e levantou
é ido
eu não posso dizê-lo agora
sombras voadas que varrem perto
era não para esse cheiro singular
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
como nivelar cai
havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
macia weeping

 



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