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minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
vocĂŞ Ă© bonito e desvanecido
nĂłs que estiveram
como águias na elevação ascendente
quando, cheio do amor morno e ansioso

 



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