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é verdadeiro que você diz que os deuses lhe são mais uso do que fairies
faça exame de meus bracelets
deixe o unsaid encantador das palavras
seu cabelo bonito
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
com os olhos meek, marrons
uma pena do aço
macia agora a luz do dia

 



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