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em sua barraca guardada
há um país completamente do vinho
como águias na elevação ascendente
eu ouvi-os na noite
filhas do tempo
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
o mais saddest do ano
sob uma árvore espalhando da castanha
você diz que você me ama
quando eu retornei no por do sol
como uma vela branca

 



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