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tem por muito tempo a luz solar do verão brilhada
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
caído assim
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
como deva mim ajude à direita ao mundo que está indo erradamente
carrinho aqui por meu lado
faça exame de meus bracelets
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
eu amei uma mulher
o ar é como uma borboleta
dentro desta sepultura humilde um conqueror encontra-se

 



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