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eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
e meu nome é truthful
eu vi com olhos abertos
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
como um homem despido mim vai
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
diga-me mais menos ou diga-me mais
e com o pássaro humming
sabe uma liberação barata
ao amante passionate
bonito
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia
há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
flores dos bebês

 



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