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vivido pelo river-side
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
alguns dos hurts que você se curou
eu vi-o uma vez antes
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
tempestade
acima dos prados ricos com milho
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
eu penso d esplêndido justo

 



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