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meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
a lua levantando-se escondeu as estrelas
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
eu não queimo nenhum incense
eu disse, mim fechei meu coração
cara esposa
eu arremessei minha alma ao ar como um vôo do falcão
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
é ido

 



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