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ame-me no último, ou se você não
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos
levantado dos mortos
com alegria e maravilha
quem é o corredor nos céus
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
cai aqui nenhuma luz
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
em seu vôo
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
antes do saint de bronze solemn

 



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