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velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
burly, humble-abelha aplanar
eu sou velho e cego
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
você está desobstruído
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
esse ano

 



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