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eu quero saber às vezes se for realmente verdadeiro
há um país completamente do vinho
um olhar é mas um raio
o sol está acima
sadly falando
abaixo do helm do guerreiro
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
tem um espaço livre, loveliness vento-protegido
as verdades terríveis estes sejam
aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- são liars
deixe um sustento da alegria você
levantado dos mortos

 



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