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eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
sono, irmão cinzento da morte
um pensamento doce solemn
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
o que mim lhe devem
eu vi que o deus você a duvida?
simplesmente falando
diz de épocas velhas boas
seu cabelo bonito
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro

 



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