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conseqüentemente eu não posso
no porto de york novo
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
tempestade
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
até sua janela da câmara
splendor doce
dê-me a fome
trançado e tecido
f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré

 



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