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quando eu era quebrou em Londres
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
agora quando meus bordos viverem
diga-me
fora da janela um mar de árvores verdes
para poder ver cada lado de cada pergunta
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos

 



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