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eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
alguns dos hurts que você se curou
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
babylon -- onde eu vou sonhar
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
veja, eles retornam
tempestade
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias

 



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