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há três maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
e com o pássaro humming
há qualquer um lá
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
passado unrelenting do thou
eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã
é verdadeiro que você diz que os deuses lhe são mais uso do que fairies
eu amei uma mulher
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas

 



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