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eu sou o vento que wavers
completamente dos rasgos
do sol nem das estrelas
paredes e enorme elevados
havia um momento em anos anteriores
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
desde que, se você estiver por meu lado hoje
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
cai aqui nenhuma luz
cão do gingham e o gato do calico
eu não pray para a paz

 



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