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se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
era nĂŁo para esse cheiro singular
ao longo dos bancos
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia
short e doce, e nĂłs viemos Ă  extremidade dela
a escuridĂŁo rola para cima
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
a escuridĂŁo
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous

 



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