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havia um strangeness em seus bordos
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
cidade que năo é uma cidade
a lua levantando-se escondeu as estrelas
a algum os deuses gordos
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
agite
eu ofereci-os todo o farewell
behold mim, em meus chiffon, gauze e ouropel
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
a festa real foi feita
f4-lo vęem sempre um jacaré
glooms dos viv-carvalhos

 



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