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se eu souber o narrow uma prisão é amor
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
levantado dos mortos
em possa
nós não éramos muitos
quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
uma tempestade está montando na maré

 



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