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baby poem

arched a inundação
eu sei o que você está indo dizer
para trás, gire para trás
sol e vento e batida do mar
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
a música i ouvido com você era mais do que a música
e meu nome é truthful
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
para a verdade, para o amor
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou

 



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