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um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré
os céus que eram ashen e sober
ame-me no último, ou se você não
vontade você glimmer no mar?

 



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