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deixe-nos expressar nossas paixões mais baixas
eu não pray para a paz
eu sou fevered
burly, humble-abelha aplanar
três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
veja que eu me dou a você
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
você está desobstruído
uplifting, como o vento fundiu

 



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