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cara esposa
para vestir o pensamento impetuoso
a escuridão rola para cima
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
desolado e solitário
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
diga-me
traga-me a canção macia

 



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