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eu disse
todos aqueles tesouros que se encontram
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
alguns dos hurts que você se curou
a escuridão rola para cima
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
as canções antigas
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
o ar é como uma borboleta
porque o faça sempre carrinho que tirita lá
composto do loveliness sozinho
irmão, eu sou fogo

 



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