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que possibilidade spiteful rouba unawares
eu estou morrendo
esteja em mim como os modos eternal
musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade
alguns dias mais ventosos
talvez
o que era ele os motores ditos
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
fora do mar sparkling
conseqüentemente eu năo posso

 



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