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levantado dos mortos
para trás, gire para trás
conseqüentemente eu não posso
renove a visão do prazer
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
em e sobre
passado unrelenting do thou
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
truely
os poetas dizem
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
os prayers brancos pequenos

 



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