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o mais saddest do ano
o mistério o mais escuro, o mais estranho
moonlight profundo e macio
todos quiet ao longo do potomac
o alvorecer era verde maçã
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
escuro-eyed
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
do sol nem das estrelas
eu quero saber às vezes se for realmente verdadeiro
faça exame de meus bracelets

 



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