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havia um strangeness em seus bordos
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
da canção e do sonho para ido sempre
não gire sua cabeça
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
eu vi as nuvens entre os montes
três anos há hoje
três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
até sua janela da câmara

 



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