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minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
nenhuma rapina Ă© mim de pensamentos pobres
veio fazer exame de me pela mĂŁo
faça exame de meus bracelets
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma Ă© athirst
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
e enquanto nĂłs andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
em possa
o que era ele os motores ditos

 



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