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agora para uma luta viva e cheerful
balançado no berço do profundo
para então without
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
cara esposa
ainda seu cinza balança a torre acima do mar
melancolia, azul era
há um país completamente do vinho
três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
caído assim
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
mas alas, sonhos justos
o dia é feito
splendor doce

 



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