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balançado no berço do profundo
na terra silenciosa
ruídos que strive rasgar
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
agora para uma luta viva e cheerful
eu ganhei a raça
nossos momentos agradáveis voam
bonito
burly, humble-abelha aplanar
um history muito notável isto é
havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
para trás, gire para trás
como uma vela branca
ido antes de nós

 



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