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lá pela janela na casa velha
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
mundo que muda sob minha mão
a filha, arte do thou vem morrer
o sol está acima
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
eu sou fevered

 



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