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love friendship poem

se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
eu ouvi-me que uma determinada princesa
mundo que muda sob minha mão
levantou-se e o âmbar era o por do sol no rio
têm você andar visto através da vila
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
eu fui acima e trago as ruas

 



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