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de nossos lugares escondidos
o prado estava rastejando
em possa
pela ponte rude
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro
eu ouvi-me que uma determinada princesa
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
da canção e do sonho para ido sempre
nós colocamos
uma pena do aço
até sua janela da câmara

 



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