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a algum os deuses gordos
jogaram uma pedra, vocĂŞ jogaram uma pedra
a fragrância veio
na meia-noite
velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate
tĂŞm vocĂŞ nĂŁo ouvido
deixe-nos expressar nossas paixões mais baixas
eu vi-o uma vez antes
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
eu sou velho e cego
a noite era preta e drear
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
onde deva mim encontre-o

 



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