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cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
a filha, arte do thou vem morrer
deixe-me ser sad
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré
eu v todas as sagacidades humanas
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
olhar além
quando, cheio do amor morno e ansioso
conseqüentemente eu não posso
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
macio como a cama na terra

 



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