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sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
quem ama a chuva
pouco parque que eu passo completamente
esse ano
você recorda
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
moonlight profundo e macio
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
os dias hypocritic
eu sou velho e cego
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
eu espero-o

 



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