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na terra silenciosa
as canções antigas
a neve sussurra sobre mim
eu disse, mim fechei meu coração
eu moldei o mundo
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
a escuridão rola para cima
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
macio como a cama na terra
cai aqui nenhuma luz

 



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