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porque
o mais saddest do ano
esta é a canção da juventude
o relâmpago piscou, e levantou
com os olhos meek, marrons
uma tempestade está montando na maré
ao longo dos bancos
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- são liars
eu sou velho e cego

 



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