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alguns dos hurts que você se curou
uma milha atrás
no alvorecer, disse
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
como nivelar cai
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
temos nós nenhum shame?
a música i ouvido com você era mais do que a música
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
glooms dos viv-carvalhos

 



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