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olhe para trás com olhos longing e saiba que eu seguirei
o que era ele os motores ditos
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
você recorda
e meu nome é truthful
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
os poetas dizem
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
melhore do que o granito
os drowses pálidos do dia no ocidental embebem

 



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