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quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
Ă© frequentemente nĂŁo assim?
era nĂŁo para esse cheiro singular
ao longo de um river-side
perguntam-me onde eu estive
eu amo minha vida, mas nĂŁo demasiado bem
o oeste velho, o tempo velho
era o outono do ano
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nĂłs na obscuridade

 



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