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se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
o que era ele os motores ditos
no porto de york novo
eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã
quando eu olhei em seus olhos
eu tive um medo em minha vida
ao amante passionate
até sua janela da câmara

 



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