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tudo dentro e tudo sem mim
em seu vôo
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
escute
flor branca da espuma, flor vermelha da flama
com os olhos meek, marrons

 



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