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mulher boa
você está desobstruído
macia agora a luz do dia
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
para trás, gire para trás
sumário em uma noite do vôo
meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
dentro desta sepultura humilde um conqueror encontra-se
a neve sussurra sobre mim
acima dos prados ricos com milho

 



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