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para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
seja paciente, vida, quando o amor está na porta
macio como a cama na terra
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
era o outono do ano
quem ama a chuva
eu estive

 



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