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o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
o que nós fará agora
eu gosto d
acima dos prados ricos com milho
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
e meu nome é truthful
o sol está acima
entre as montanhas eu vagueei

 



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