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e pão do breaketh mais
em seu vôo
onde deva mim encontre-o
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
eu ouvi o vento o dia inteiro
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
a noite era preta e drear
uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá
eu encho este copo
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred

 



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