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en su tienda guardada
el olor del se levantĂł tan falso, las espinas tan verdades
sombras coas alas que barren cerca
cuando libertad de su altura de la montaña
compuesto de loveliness solamente
el sol caminĂł abajo de su trono de oro
y mi nombre es veraz
mi madre me enseñó que cada noche
ella dijo
travails de la tierra
algunos de los daños que usted ha curado
hace de largo la luz del sol del verano brillar

 



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