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meu amor verdadeiro de seu descanso levantou-se
trançado e tecido
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
pela ponte rude
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
gloom
têm você andar visto através da vila
eu v todas as sagacidades humanas

 



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