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mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
apenas agora
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
encontra-se aqui uma senhora a mais bonita
a filha, arte do thou vem morrer
levantou-se e o âmbar era o por do sol no rio
macia agora a luz do dia
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
a fragrância veio
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
fora do mar sparkling
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim

 



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