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o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
ainda treze anos
sad sĂŁo que sabem nĂŁo o amor
mundo que muda sob minha mĂŁo
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
nas manhĂŁs nuvem-cinzentas
o ar Ă© como uma borboleta
irmĂŁo, eu sou fogo

 



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