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minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
nunca em toda minha vida
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
o que mim lhe devem
eu tive um medo em minha vida
desde que, se você estiver por meu lado hoje
os dias hypocritic
eu moldei o mundo

 



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