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o relâmpago piscou, e levantou
todo meu amor para meu doce
com os olhos meek, marrons
a fragrância veio
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
a luz retirada
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
em setembro
eu penso d esplêndido justo
o ar é como uma borboleta
é verdadeiro que você diz que os deuses lhe são mais uso do que fairies
e pão do breaketh mais
os prayers brancos pequenos

 



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