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por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
esteja em mim como os modos eternal
quando eu retornei no por do sol
eu resido na montanha da tabela
um history muito notável isto é
deus
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas

 



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