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para a verdade, para o amor
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
na esfera
trançado e tecido
nós colocamos
eu sou o vento que wavers
no porto de york novo
os dias hypocritic
nas manhãs nuvem-cinzentas
velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate
em setembro
eu ganhei a raça
da canção e do sonho para ido sempre
eu disse, mim fechei meu coração

 



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