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meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
se eu souber o narrow uma prisão é amor
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada

 



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