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agora quando meus bordos viverem
agora para uma luta viva e cheerful
eu encho este copo
veja, eles retornam
deixe-me ser sad
os poetas dizem
um poeta, fazendo exame do breio fora de sua lingüeta
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
você diz que você me ama
se eu souber o narrow uma prisão é amor
a fragrância veio
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
nossos momentos agradáveis voam
evidenciado no glimmer em seus olhos

 



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