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tudo dentro e tudo sem mim
e ainda andaram sobre
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
nós colocamos
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
as sombras dos navios
renove a visão do prazer
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
glass-blower do tempo
porque assim sad meu encantador?
todos quiet ao longo do potomac

 



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