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eu arremessei minha alma ao ar como um vôo do falcão
bonito
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
a criança que jogou afastado a folha após a folha
se eu souber o narrow uma prisão é amor
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
pensamentos através de minha cabeça
porque o faça sempre carrinho que tirita lá
nas manhãs nuvem-cinzentas
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays

 



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