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o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se
nós não éramos muitos
a lua levantando-se escondeu as estrelas
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
desde que, se você estiver por meu lado hoje
eu estou morrendo
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca

 



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