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apenas agora
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
ao longo dos bancos
deixe-nos plantar
seja paciente, vida, quando o amor está na porta
burly, humble-abelha aplanar
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
nas manhãs nuvem-cinzentas
veio fazer exame de me pela mão
em seus regimentals ásperos
agora para uma luta viva e cheerful
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
com o por do sol
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo

 



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