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na meia-noite
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
ruídos que strive rasgar
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
fora do mar sparkling
truely
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor

 



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