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com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
levantado dos mortos
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
não se aflija que sobre
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
homem frio stern
eu tive um medo em minha vida
deve ir para trás, disse
a luz retirada
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
eu sei o que você está indo dizer

 



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