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há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
têm você ouvido
flores dos bebês
era uma beleza nos dias
os prayers brancos pequenos
splendor doce
traga-me a canção macia
eu não queimo nenhum incense
deixe o unsaid encantador das palavras
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
para poder ver cada lado de cada pergunta
seja paciente, vida, quando o amor está na porta
velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate

 



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