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por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
eu vi a primeira pera
noite misteriosa
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
antes do saint de bronze solemn
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré
ido antes de nós
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
completamente dos rasgos
ao lado de um campo stricken
na terra silenciosa

 



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