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os dias endeared a cada MUSE
eu não queimo nenhum incense
cai aqui nenhuma luz
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
sadly falando
truely
deixe-nos expressar nossas paixões mais baixas
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
algum queixou-se ao mestre

 



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