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o ar é como uma borboleta
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
burly, humble-abelha aplanar
eu arremessei minha alma ao ar como um vôo do falcão
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
eu prendo seu coração
doubtless eu recordo ainda
o que nós fará agora

 



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