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eu năo posso sempre sentir seu greatness
esteja em mim como os modos eternal
vinho velho a beber
o alvorecer era verde maçă
há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
eu estou morrendo
sol e vento e batida do mar
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado
ruídos que strive rasgar
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
tem por muito tempo a luz solar do verăo brilhada

 



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