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veja, desta moeda falsa dele
doubtless eu recordo ainda
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
em e sobre
eu vi que o deus você a duvida?
as sombras dos navios
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
pouco parque que eu passo completamente
quando eu olhei em seus olhos
arched a inundação
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
eu sou uma mulher
o ar é como uma borboleta

 



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