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eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
composto do loveliness sozinho
eu espero-o
todos quiet ao longo do potomac
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
eu sou o vento que wavers
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
vontade você glimmer no mar?
três anos há hoje
mundo que muda sob minha mão
a neve sussurra sobre mim
quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb
eu vi as nuvens entre os montes

 



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