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graduation poem

rode-me para baixo pelo prado
eu não queimo nenhum incense
sadly falando
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
receoso não mais, eu digo
eu sei o que você está indo dizer
eu sei não onde
todo meu amor para meu doce
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
glooms dos viv-carvalhos

 



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