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há um país completamente do vinho
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
sobre o rio, no monte
melancolia, azul era
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
tem um espaço livre, loveliness vento-protegido
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- são liars
filhas do tempo
eu verei uma estrela hoje à noite
com alegria e maravilha
você ouve a chuva?
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte

 



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