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sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
você é bonito e desvanecido
há um país completamente do vinho
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
não do mundo largo do todo
e com o pássaro humming
o que mim lhe devem
faça exame de meus bracelets
os céus que eram ashen e sober
e pão do breaketh mais
quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
porque o faça sempre carrinho que tirita lá

 



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