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prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
o que nós fará agora
eu gosto d
escuro-eyed
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
há qualquer um lá
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
nós colocamos
quando o véu dos olhos for levantado
o mistério o mais escuro, o mais estranho
você diz que você me ama

 



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