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meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
quando você vier hoje à noite
em setembro
uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá
deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
fala não bem
aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- são liars
em números mournful
sobre o rio beckon a mim
uma vez este turf macio
quem é o corredor nos céus
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
ido antes de nós
fora da janela um mar de árvores verdes

 



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