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e pão do breaketh mais
não permaneça não mais
você é meu companheiro
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
o corpo pode confinar
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
esta é a canção da juventude
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
agite
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
se eu for muito certo

 



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