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uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
dê-me a fome
material da lua
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
com o por do sol
pouco parque que eu passo completamente
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
fala não bem
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
vivido pelo river-side
meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim

 



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