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sad são que sabem não o amor
eu quero saber às vezes se for realmente verdadeiro
todo meu amor para meu doce
estes sejam
eu vou minha maneira complacently
eu ganhei a raça
a neve sussurra sobre mim
eu sou velho e cego
no porto de york novo
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
composto do loveliness sozinho
o que era ele os motores ditos
aflija-se não para o invisível
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia

 



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