Sozinho no escuro nesse túnel do tempo Sigo o sinal que me liga à corrente dos sentimentos Onde se encontra a chave que me devolverá O sentido das palavras ou uma imagem familiar Mas há dias em que nada faz sentido E os sinais que me ligam ao mundo...
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