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o sol está acima
em setembro
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
quando uma açăo for feita para a liberdade
mas alas, sonhos justos
ao longo de um river-side
eu estou morrendo
deus
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo

 



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