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paredes e enorme elevados
sĂŁo vocĂŞ acordado?
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
eu sou o vento que wavers
homem frio stern
temos nĂłs nenhum shame?
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma Ă© athirst
o oeste velho, o tempo velho
veja que eu me dou a vocĂŞ
o mais saddest do ano
eu sou fevered
como ele de quem espĂ­rito na chama do meio-dia
completamente dos rasgos
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas

 



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