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aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- são liars
você é bonito e desvanecido
esse ano
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
fora do mar sparkling
eu quero saber às vezes se for realmente verdadeiro
diga-me
pouco parque que eu passo completamente
agora quando meus bordos viverem
era muitas e muito um ano há

 



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