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não esteja irritado com mim
fala não bem
o prado estava rastejando
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
raça elevado-carregada
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
esteja em mim como os modos eternal
as canções velhas

 



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