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talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
eu sou velho e cego
mulher boa
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
era muitas e muito um ano há
o que mim lhe devem
o ar é como uma borboleta
deixe-nos piedade aqueles de que seja melhor fora do que nós são
como águias na elevação ascendente

 



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