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eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
deve ir para trás, disse
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
a mulher faltou-me muito, como vocĂŞ se chama me, chamada
há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
quietamente, com reverance, no awe

 



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