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havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
o mais saddest do ano
irmăo, eu sou fogo
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
eu amo minha vida, mas năo demasiado bem
passado unrelenting do thou
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
eu năo queimo nenhum incense
diga-me mais menos ou diga-me mais
eu tive um medo em minha vida
macia agora a luz do dia
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
sobre o rio beckon a mim
quando você vier hoje à noite

 



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