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rode-me para baixo pelo prado
apenas agora
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
os céus que eram ashen e sober
macia weeping
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- são liars
eu sou uma mulher
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias

 



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