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o prado estava rastejando
o amor foi cantado mil maneiras
para poder ver cada lado de cada pergunta
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
com os olhos meek, marrons
quando eu olhei em seus olhos
eu ouvi o vento o dia inteiro
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras

 



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