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quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
qual eu desejo observar
muito bem, você liberais
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
e meu nome é truthful
eu sou fevered
meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
não do mundo largo do todo
eu quero saber às vezes se for realmente verdadeiro
veja que eu me dou a você
sob uma árvore espalhando da castanha

 



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