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minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
como um homem despido mim vai
faça exame de meus bracelets
macia weeping
a noite era preta e drear
agora quando meus bordos viverem
porque o faça sempre carrinho que tirita lá
escute o mar soando
os drowses pálidos do dia no ocidental embebem

 



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