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eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
ido antes de nós
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
do sol nem das estrelas
você é bonito e desvanecido
aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- são liars
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
behold mim, em meus chiffon, gauze e ouropel
quando eu retornei no por do sol

 



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