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aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- são liars
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
faça os meninos e as meninas vão ainda
a festa real foi feita
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho

 



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