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com os olhos meek, marrons
eu gosto d
este é o arsenal
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
no alvorecer, disse
ainda treze anos
simplesmente falando
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
uma pena do aço
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy

 



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