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meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
na meia-noite
para vestir o pensamento impetuoso
sentar-se em seu balancim que espera seu chá
travails da terra
quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
eu sou fevered
para então without
mas alas, sonhos justos
mundo que muda sob minha mão
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
quando uma ação for feita para a liberdade

 



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