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as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
desde que, se você estiver por meu lado hoje
eu encho este copo
três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
qual eu desejo observar
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
veja que eu me dou a você
uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá

 



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