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eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
no porto de york novo
a escuridão
deve ir para trás, disse
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
passado unrelenting do thou
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
pharaoh, rei da terra de Egipto
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido

 



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