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desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
eu sei o que você está indo dizer
na esfera
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
era muitas e muito um ano há
no alvorecer, disse
eu espero-o
jogaram uma pedra, você jogaram uma pedra

 



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