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eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
meu amor verdadeiro de seu descanso levantou-se
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
os drowses pálidos do dia no ocidental embebem
na terra silenciosa
não seja falso
três anos há hoje
no porto de york novo
eu gosto d
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
o doce com fern e levantou-se

 



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