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minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
têm você andar visto através da vila
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado
nós que estiveram
em possa
sadly falando
calma como que segundo verão
passado unrelenting do thou
fora do mar sparkling
simplicity
eu sou uma mulher
a escuridão rouba os formulários de todas as rainhas
baixo! ' tis um a noite do gala
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra

 



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