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nobility da morte outra vez
eighty anos passaram, e mais
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
cai aqui nenhuma luz
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
eu quero saber às vezes se for realmente verdadeiro
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite

 



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