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eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
e com o pássaro humming
escute o mar soando
calma como que segundo verão
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
deve ir para trás, disse
mil anos silenciosos há
a noite era preta e drear
em números mournful
encontra-se aqui uma senhora a mais bonita
a festa real foi feita
a escuridão
se ele

 



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