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eu sei o que você está indo dizer
simplicity
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
os drowses pálidos do dia no ocidental embebem
eu moldei o mundo
há três maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
mas alas, sonhos justos
meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
o prado estava rastejando
e assim vai
arched a inundação
quietamente, com reverance, no awe

 



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