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eu não posso dizê-lo agora
todos quiet ao longo do potomac
eu prendo seu coração
ao longo dos bancos
havia um momento em anos anteriores
os prayers brancos pequenos
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
felicidade
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
têm você andar visto através da vila
homem frio stern
nobility da morte outra vez

 



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