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sol e vento e batida do mar
deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
raça elevado-carregada
sadly falando
não do mundo largo do todo
sob a lua da colheita

 



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