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baixo! ' tis um a noite do gala
era uma oysterman novo alto
o sol está acima
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
era não para esse cheiro singular
eu prendo seu coração
a neve sussurra sobre mim
as canções antigas
ao longo dos bancos
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous

 



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