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são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
o mais saddest do ano
qual eu desejo observar
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
arched a inundação
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
e nse
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia
veio fazer exame de me pela mão

 



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