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e meu nome é truthful
eu sei o que você está indo dizer
filhas do tempo
splendor doce
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
porque
um pêssego pequeno no pomar cresceu
um com você
sono, irmão cinzento da morte
com os olhos meek, marrons
a agonia de ter demasiado poder
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
eu amo as configurações melodious velhas

 



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