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o que era ele os motores ditos
pela ponte rude
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
pensamentos através de minha cabeça
diz de épocas velhas boas
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
irmĂŁo, eu sou fogo
olhe para trás com olhos longing e saiba que eu seguirei
vocĂŞ Ă© bonito e desvanecido

 



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