And I know there was sun, there was sun
When I felt it on my human skin
And I know it was done, it was done
When I saw the moon rising
Que olhar!
"O poeta sorrir quando aprende sobre seus consentimentos
E chora,
Dentre laço da joaninha ao homem
Uma vitória que naquele coexistiu
No fim do arco-íris cores cumpriram suas metas
E dia desses qualquer
Revelo a face do poeta."
Dolce Dolce
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