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simplicity
fala não bem
vivido pelo river-side
acima dos prados ricos com milho
com o por do sol
é ido
a o que uma mulher a comparará beloved
short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela
como ele de quem espírito na chama do meio-dia
a luz retirada
porque o faça sempre carrinho que tirita lá
quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz

 



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