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glooms dos viv-carvalhos
a mulher faltou-me muito, como vocę se chama me, chamada
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
irmăo, eu sou fogo
o corpo pode confinar
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
eu sei o que vocę está indo dizer
uma tempestade está montando na maré
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless

 



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