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la oscuridad
aflĂ­jase no para el invisible
cómo es salvaje, cómo bruja-como extraño que la vida debe ser
puesto que, si usted hizo una pausa mi lado hoy
para poder ver cada lado de cada pregunta
splendor dulce
estoy viejo y oculto
debajo del timĂłn del guerrero
ella tiene un claro, loveliness viento-abrigado
ese compañero extraño vino en mezclar pies
truely
sacudaro mi pelo en el viento de la mañana

 



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