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dentro de minha mão eu prendo
conseqüentemente eu não posso
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
eu vi com olhos abertos
porque assim sad meu encantador?
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
tempestade
como uma vela branca
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro
eu não queimo nenhum incense
era uma oysterman novo alto

 



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