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as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
não pendure nenhuma grinalda
a escuridão rouba os formulários de todas as rainhas
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
é verdadeiro que você diz que os deuses lhe são mais uso do que fairies
eu tive um medo em minha vida
eu sou velho e cego
uma tempestade está montando na maré
o alvorecer era verde maçã
há um que esse i amou uma vez assim muito
não gire sua cabeça
do sol nem das estrelas

 



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