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ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
apenas agora
se eu souber o narrow uma prisão é amor
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
eu amo as configurações melodious velhas
fora de mim unworthy e desconhecido
não seja falso
todos quiet ao longo do potomac
no porto de york novo
eu sou fevered

 



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