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há uma hora do descanso calmo
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
fraco-é voada a canção
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
pela costa, pelo mar

 



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