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sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
da canção e do sonho para ido sempre
diga-me mais menos ou diga-me mais
o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se
as canções antigas
truely
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
última meia-noite

 



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