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dentro de minha mão eu prendo
sad são que sabem não o amor
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
cidade que não é uma cidade
eu gosto d
eu ouvi o vento o dia inteiro
eu espero-o
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
uma vez este turf macio
baixo! ' tis um a noite do gala
não gire sua cabeça
esteja em mim como os modos eternal

 



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