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eu tenho que dizer good-night
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
algum queixou-se ao mestre
meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão

 



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