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se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
embora repine do amor, e chafe da razăo
eu vi os archangels em minha maçă-árvore última noite
conseqüentemente eu năo posso
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
as estrelas caíram do heaven
macia agora a luz do dia
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
ainda seu cinza balança a torre acima do mar
porque assim sad meu encantador?

 



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