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eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
não do mundo largo do todo
este é o navio da pérola
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
qual eu desejo observar
era muitas e muito um ano há
apenas agora
esteja em mim como os modos eternal
eu disse
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
simplesmente falando
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
que possibilidade spiteful rouba unawares

 



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