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três anos há hoje
os prayers brancos pequenos
o corpo pode confinar
lá pela janela na casa velha
eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã
eu estive
uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia
fora do mar sparkling
deixe um sustento da alegria você
algum queixou-se ao mestre
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
fora de mim unworthy e desconhecido

 



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