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no alvorecer, disse
musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
eu ouvi-os na noite
a neve sussurra sobre mim
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
irmăo, eu sou fogo
eu sei năo onde
onde deva mim encontre-o
escute
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina

 



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