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ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
quando eu retornei no por do sol
ao lado de um campo stricken
carrinho aqui por meu lado
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
năo permaneça năo mais
quando eu olhei em seus olhos
todos tragam os anos
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
a fragrância veio
e ainda andaram sobre
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
um history muito notável isto é
pouco parque que eu passo completamente

 



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