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da canção e do sonho para ido sempre
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
nós não éramos muitos
o corpo pode confinar
você está desobstruído
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
podem falar do amor em uma casa de campo
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
eu ofereci-os todo o farewell
mil anos silenciosos há
faça exame de meus bracelets

 



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