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sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
eu soube o silĂŞncio das estrelas e do mar
temos nĂłs nenhum shame?
meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
eu vi com olhos abertos
os dias melancĂłlicos vieram
tiveram e i mas encontrado com
há um que esse i amou uma vez assim muito

 



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