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minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
uma vez este turf macio
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
doubtless eu recordo ainda
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
receoso não mais, eu digo
quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
e pão do breaketh mais
irmão, eu sou fogo
veio fazer exame de me pela mão
em seus regimentals ásperos
veja, eles retornam
os dias hypocritic
o amor foi cantado mil maneiras

 



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