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com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
esse ano
faça exame de meus bracelets
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
tem por muito tempo a luz solar do verão brilhada
eu tenho que dizer good-night
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
como ela
a agonia de ter demasiado poder
filhas do tempo
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
a neve sussurra sobre mim
e com o pássaro humming

 



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