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eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
o céu
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
que possibilidade spiteful rouba unawares
em seus regimentals ásperos
evidenciado no glimmer em seus olhos
eu tive um medo em minha vida
agora que eu lhe esfriei
desolado e solitário
é verdadeiro que você diz que os deuses lhe são mais uso do que fairies
cai aqui nenhuma luz

 



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