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se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
h uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
com o por do sol
em seu vo
o mistrio o mais escuro, o mais estranho
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro
estes sejam
o que mim lhe devem
como uma vela branca
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
eu ofereci-os todo o farewell
sono, irmo cinzento da morte

 



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