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o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
levantado dos mortos
doubtless eu recordo ainda
macio como a cama na terra
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
todos tragam os anos
quando, cheio do amor morno e ansioso
desde que, se você estiver por meu lado hoje
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness

 



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