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eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
veio fazer exame de me pela mão
há uma hora do descanso calmo
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
esse ano
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
tudo dentro e tudo sem mim
não gire sua cabeça
as verdades terríveis estes sejam
deve ir para trás, disse
o corpo pode confinar

 



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