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a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
qual se mantem
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
paredes e enorme elevados
rosas e ouro
o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se
carrinho aqui por meu lado
eu tive um medo em minha vida
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
e como poderia você sonho da reunião

 



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