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esteja em mim como os modos eternal
antes do saint de bronze solemn
e ainda andaram sobre
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
não pendure nenhuma grinalda
quem ama a chuva
os céus que eram ashen e sober
em sua barraca guardada
você recorda
o que era ele os motores ditos
com os olhos meek, marrons
rosas e ouro
desolado e solitário

 



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