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uma milha atrás
o que nós fará agora
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
com os olhos meek, marrons
quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
no porto de york novo
nobility da morte outra vez
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
perguntam-me onde eu estive

 



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