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era o outono do ano
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
tiveram e i mas encontrado com
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
eu fiz um voto uma vez, um somente
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
o amor foi cantado mil maneiras
arched a inundação
deixe-nos plantar
ao amante passionate
uplifting, como o vento fundiu

 



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