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uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
renove a visão do prazer
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
traga-me a canção macia
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
calma como que segundo verão
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia
era não para esse cheiro singular
quem ama a chuva
escute o mar soando
eu ouvi-me que uma determinada princesa
que possibilidade spiteful rouba unawares
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
eu v todas as sagacidades humanas

 



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