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o céu
ido antes de nós
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
eu soube o silêncio das estrelas e do mar
o mais saddest do ano
desde que, se você estiver por meu lado hoje
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
a música i ouvido com você era mais do que a música
tem por muito tempo a luz solar do verão brilhada

 



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