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era uma oysterman novo alto
através do peito aching da terra larga
da canção e do sonho para ido sempre
glooms dos viv-carvalhos
eu fiz um voto uma vez, um somente
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
nós não éramos muitos

 



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