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agora quando meus bordos viverem
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
eu sou fevered
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
o que mim lhe devem
eu estou morrendo
as estrelas caĂ­ram do heaven

 



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