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é ido
eu gosto d
o céu
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
macia agora a luz do dia
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
qual eu desejo observar
você diz que você me ama
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
aflija-se não para o invisível
moonlight profundo e macio
cidade que não é uma cidade
os dias endeared a cada MUSE

 



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