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com alegria e maravilha
sol e vento e batida do mar
a escuridão
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
os dias melancólicos vieram
a criança que jogou afastado a folha após a folha
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
eu sou o vento que wavers
eu sou velho e cego

 



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