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minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
nossos momentos agradáveis voam
eu tive um medo em minha vida
quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb
em números mournful
você está desobstruído
têm você andar visto através da vila
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo

 



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