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fate sentirsi
quando il velare dagli occhi è alzato
faccio la mia protezione, ma nessuno sa
nei numeri mournful
quando venite stasera
i poets dicono a
la mia anima va placcata nelle cose gorgeous
ottanta anni hanno passato e più
la signora, il vostro cuore si è girata verso polvere
sono nell'amore con gli alti posti far-seeing

 



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