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com os olhos meek, marrons
filhas do tempo
no porto de york novo
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado

 



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