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conseqüentemente eu não posso
sobre o rio beckon a mim
veja, eles retornam
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
do sol nem das estrelas
um com você
doubtless eu recordo ainda
agite
nunca em toda minha vida
eu arremessei minha alma ao ar como um vôo do falcão
f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré
tudo dentro e tudo sem mim

 



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