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deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
macia weeping
eu detestei-o
agora para uma luta viva e cheerful
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
algum queixou-se ao mestre
não pendure nenhuma grinalda
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
encontra-se aqui uma senhora a mais bonita

 



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