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todos tragam os anos
eu ganhei a raça
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
glass-blower do tempo
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
em todas as coisas não faladas de
jogaram uma pedra, você jogaram uma pedra
trançado e tecido
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst

 



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