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olhe para trás com olhos longing e saiba que eu seguirei
eu tive um medo em minha vida
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
baixo! ' tis um a noite do gala
olhar além
cai aqui nenhuma luz
se eu souber o narrow uma prisão é amor
é ido
deus
não permaneça não mais

 



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