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eu sou o vento que wavers
uma tempestade está montando na maré
em setembro
o corpo pode confinar
era o outono do ano
deus
splendor doce
como uma vela branca
meu amor verdadeiro de seu descanso levantou-se
há um país completamente do vinho
eu vi as nuvens entre os montes

 



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