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eu vi que vocę hunched e tiritando nas pedras
a mulher faltou-me muito, como vocę se chama me, chamada
tręs anos há hoje
era uma oysterman novo alto
apenas agora
para entăo without
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
passado unrelenting do thou
ainda treze anos
do sol nem das estrelas
eu tenho que dizer good-night
em e sobre

 



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