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sad death poem

f4-lo vęem sempre um jacaré
eu tive um medo em minha vida
short e doce, e nós viemos ŕ extremidade dela
diga-me năo
renove a visăo do prazer
cidade que năo é uma cidade
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia

 



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