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sad são que sabem não o amor
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
é verdadeiro que você diz que os deuses lhe são mais uso do que fairies
carrinho aqui por meu lado
eu disse, mim fechei meu coração
simplesmente falando
truely
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
felicidade
mundo que muda sob minha mão
sentar-se em seu balancim que espera seu chá

 



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