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para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
quando você vier hoje à noite
cidade que não é uma cidade
jogaram uma pedra, você jogaram uma pedra
pela costa, pelo mar
nobility da morte outra vez
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
deus
sob a lua da colheita

 



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