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se ele
eu amo as configurações melodious velhas
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
esteja em mim como os modos eternal
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
é verdadeiro que você diz que os deuses lhe são mais uso do que fairies
jogaram uma pedra, você jogaram uma pedra

 



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