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porque assim sad meu encantador?
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
o relâmpago piscou, e levantou
escuro-eyed
de nossos lugares escondidos
caras bonitas, tragical
até sua janela da câmara
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
é verdadeiro que você diz que os deuses lhe são mais uso do que fairies
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você

 



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