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era não para esse cheiro singular
material da lua
o ar é como uma borboleta
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
a festa real foi feita
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
apenas agora
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira

 



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