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angel poem

quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
têm você andar visto através da vila
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
pela ponte rude
composto do loveliness sozinho
veja que eu me dou a você
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
têm você ouvido
são você vivo?
em e sobre
apenas agora

 



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