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cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
sob a lua da colheita
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
eu não queimo nenhum incense
eu vi a primeira pera
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
a noite era preta e drear
ainda treze anos
embora repine do amor, e chafe da razão

 



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