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o ar é como uma borboleta
eu vi que vocę hunched e tiritando nas pedras
rosas e ouro
eu estive pelo casement aberto
uma pena do aço
o sol está acima
entre as montanhas eu vagueei
ao longo de um river-side
o que mim lhe devem
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
olhar além
noite misteriosa

 



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