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sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
era o outono do ano
eu estou morrendo
com os olhos meek, marrons
eu sou velho e cego
eu vi que o deus você a duvida?
ao longo dos bancos
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
no recolhimento da escuridão e pedem
vontade você glimmer no mar?
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
a escuridão rola para cima
é ido
eu vou minha maneira complacently

 



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