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as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
para vestir o pensamento impetuoso
bonito
com os olhos meek, marrons
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
você é meu companheiro
o oeste velho, o tempo velho
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante

 



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