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o doce com fern e levantou-se
eu não queimo nenhum incense
para então without
todos tragam os anos
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
ainda treze anos
de nossos lugares escondidos
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
moonlight profundo e macio
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
baixo! ' tis um a noite do gala
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
o prado estava rastejando
e meu nome é truthful

 



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