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trançado e tecido
a lua levantando-se escondeu as estrelas
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
é ido
vinho velho a beber
eu não pray para a paz
uma vida na onda do oceano
macia agora a luz do dia
era muitas e muito um ano há
traga-me a canção macia

 



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