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eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
é verdadeiro que você diz que os deuses lhe são mais uso do que fairies
não pendure nenhuma grinalda
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
você ouve a chuva?
completamente dos rasgos
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
ido antes de nós
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas

 



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