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angel poem

uma vez este turf macio
os navios estão encontrando-se na baía
o alvorecer era verde maçã
como ele de quem espírito na chama do meio-dia
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
agora para uma luta viva e cheerful
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
perguntam-me onde eu estive
a música i ouvido com você era mais do que a música
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
macia weeping

 



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