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se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
este é o navio da pérola
eu detestei-o
as sombras dos navios
que possibilidade spiteful rouba unawares
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
há um país completamente do vinho
com alegria e maravilha
sumário em uma noite do vôo
acima dos prados ricos com milho
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
paredes e enorme elevados

 



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