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poem for pastors

arched a inundação
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
como deva mim ajude à direita ao mundo que está indo erradamente
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
agora quando meus bordos viverem
vinho velho a beber
glooms dos viv-carvalhos
quando uma ação for feita para a liberdade

 



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