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eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
pouco parque que eu passo completamente
eu não queimo nenhum incense
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
nós colocamos
os navios estão encontrando-se na baía
acima dos prados ricos com milho
eu vi a primeira pera
sono, irmão cinzento da morte
quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha

 



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