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pouco parque que eu passo completamente
eu sei não onde
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
com os olhos meek, marrons
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
eu sei o que você está indo dizer
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
bonito
a escuridão rola para cima
caído assim

 



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