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temos nós nenhum shame?
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
homem frio stern
raça elevado-carregada
dentro desta sepultura humilde um conqueror encontra-se
sentar-se em seu balancim que espera seu chá
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
sobre o rio beckon a mim
quando eu retornei no por do sol
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
nós colocamos
agite
sobre o rio, no monte

 



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