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alguns dias mais ventosos
arched a inundação
as sombras dos navios
flores dos bebês
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
eu fiz um voto uma vez, um somente
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
deus
a festa real foi feita

 



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