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os céus que eram ashen e sober
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia
ao lado de um campo stricken
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
era não para esse cheiro singular
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
como ela
não gire sua cabeça
eighty anos passaram, e mais
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
uma pena do aço

 



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