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se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
as sombras dos navios
agite
para trás, gire para trás
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
acima dos prados ricos com milho
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado

 



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