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eu vi a primeira pera
deixe-me ser sad
como ele de quem espírito na chama do meio-dia
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
cidade que não é uma cidade
vivido pelo river-side
a algum os deuses gordos
o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se

 



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