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nobility da morte outra vez
quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb
nós năo éramos muitos
evidenciado no glimmer em seus olhos
mas eu năo posso lę-lo agora
há um que esse i amou uma vez assim muito
porque
na esfera
veja, eles retornam
sono, irmăo cinzento da morte

 



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