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o mais saddest do ano
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
sadly falando
olhe para trás com olhos longing e saiba que eu seguirei
calma como que segundo verão
desolado e solitário
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu

 



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