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eu ganhei a raça
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
não seja falso
raça elevado-carregada
alguns dos hurts que você se curou
têm você não ouvido
eu disse
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
quem é o corredor nos céus
é ido

 



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