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missing you poem

uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
escute
tem um espaço livre, loveliness vento-protegido
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
os drowses pálidos do dia no ocidental embebem
nós colocamos

 



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