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a algum os deuses gordos
o mistério o mais escuro, o mais estranho
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
eu nĂŁo posso dizĂŞ-lo agora
eu amo as configurações melodious velhas
com alegria e maravilha
quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
um com vocĂŞ
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
no recolhimento da escuridĂŁo e pedem

 



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