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eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
f4-lo vęem sempre um jacaré
nunca em toda minha vida
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
săo vocę acordado?
eu vou minha maneira complacently
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
macia agora a luz do dia
nós colocamos
qual eu desejo observar

 



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