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conseqüentemente eu não posso
balançado no berço do profundo
eu quero saber às vezes se for realmente verdadeiro
truely
a neve sussurra sobre mim
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia
muito bem, você liberais
em todas as coisas não faladas de

 



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