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eu tenho que dizer good-night
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
há três maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
e meu nome é truthful
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
as sombras dos navios
os corredores de mármore resounding longos

 



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