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filhas do tempo
como ela
o mistério o mais escuro, o mais estranho
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
eu disse
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
têm você não ouvido
eu encho este copo
sad são que sabem não o amor
os dias melancólicos vieram
o corpo pode confinar
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas

 



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