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lyric poetry

meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
a algum os deuses gordos
era muitas e muito um ano há
levantou-se e o âmbar era o por do sol no rio
Ăşltima meia-noite
esse ano
o alvorecer era verde maçã
caras bonitas, tragical
há três maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
porque
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
evidenciado no glimmer em seus olhos

 



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