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deixe o unsaid encantador das palavras
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
eu ganhei a raça
eu vou minha maneira complacently
alguns dias mais ventosos
eu estou cantando-lhe
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
no recolhimento da escuridão e pedem
o ar é como uma borboleta
jogaram uma pedra, você jogaram uma pedra
para vestir o pensamento impetuoso
eu estou morrendo

 



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