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para trás, gire para trás
velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate
e pão do breaketh mais
é verdadeiro que você diz que os deuses lhe são mais uso do que fairies
macio como a cama na terra
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
a o que uma mulher a comparará beloved
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
macia agora a luz do dia

 



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