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temos nós nenhum shame?
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
pouco parque que eu passo completamente
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
composto do loveliness sozinho

 



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