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uma pena do aço
jogaram uma pedra, você jogaram uma pedra
eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã
e como poderia você sonho da reunião
nós não éramos muitos
irmão, eu sou fogo
as sombras dos navios
cidade que não é uma cidade
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
agite
é ido
a noite era preta e drear

 



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