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se eu souber o narrow uma prisão é amor
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
uma vez este turf macio
eu vi as nuvens entre os montes
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
agora que eu lhe esfriei
pouco parque que eu passo completamente
um history muito notável isto é
eu sou uma mulher

 



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