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eu penso d esplêndido justo
e pão do breaketh mais
se eu for muito certo
uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá
todo meu amor para meu doce
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
agora que eu lhe esfriei
glass-blower do tempo
ainda treze anos
o corpo pode confinar
é verdadeiro que você diz que os deuses lhe são mais uso do que fairies
deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
da canção e do sonho para ido sempre
eu amo as configurações melodious velhas

 



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