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era não para esse cheiro singular
fora do mar sparkling
no recolhimento da escuridão e pedem
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
traga-me a canção macia
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
material da lua
melancolia, azul era
eu ouvi o vento o dia inteiro
encontra-se aqui uma senhora a mais bonita
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
eu gosto d
estourou o vinho feroz

 



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