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e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
a agonia de ter demasiado poder
tręs dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
no porto de york novo
estes coraçőes foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
o prado estava rastejando

 



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