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quietamente, com reverance, no awe
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
o mais saddest do ano
eu moldei o mundo
eu penso d esplêndido justo
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
e meu nome é truthful
aflija-se não para o invisível
eu fiz um voto uma vez, um somente
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
agora quando meus bordos viverem
para então without

 



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