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gloom
diga-me
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
diga-me não
quando uma ação for feita para a liberdade
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
é ido
calma como que segundo verão
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
ao lado de um campo stricken
eu não queimo nenhum incense
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor

 



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