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retirement poem

eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro
veja que eu me dou a você
um pensamento doce solemn
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
raça elevado-carregada
eu tenho que dizer good-night
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
a agonia de ter demasiado poder
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
uma pena do aço
deixe um sustento da alegria você
eu ofereci-os todo o farewell

 



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