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minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
evidenciado no glimmer em seus olhos
eu tenho que dizer good-night
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
ainda treze anos
ao longo de um river-side
do assoalho ao teto
ame-me no último, ou se você não
sobre os rooftops compita as sombras das nuvens

 



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