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era uma oysterman novo alto
eu não posso dizê-lo agora
musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
última meia-noite
homem frio stern
eu amo as configurações melodious velhas
encontra-se aqui uma senhora a mais bonita
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
o corpo pode confinar

 



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