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o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol

 



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