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se eu souber o narrow uma prisão é amor
behold mim, em meus chiffon, gauze e ouropel
receoso não mais, eu digo
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
ido antes de nós
como um homem despido mim vai
não esteja irritado com mim
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
como uma vela branca
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear

 



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