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era não para esse cheiro singular
faça exame de meus bracelets
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
lá pela janela na casa velha
escute
eu verei uma estrela hoje à noite
é ido
eu vi com olhos abertos
meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
baixo! ' tis um a noite do gala
flor branca da espuma, flor vermelha da flama

 



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