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eu sou velho e cego
eu estou morrendo
deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
flores dos bebês
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
uma pena do aço
levantado dos mortos
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
há um país completamente do vinho
escuro-eyed
os dias hypocritic
têm você ouvido
jogaram uma pedra, você jogaram uma pedra
talvez

 



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