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eu detestei-o
eu tenho que dizer good-night
deixe-nos piedade aqueles de que seja melhor fora do que nós são
os céus que eram ashen e sober
sadly falando
raça elevado-carregada
o ar é como uma borboleta
nas manhãs nuvem-cinzentas
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
três anos há hoje
flores dos bebês
qual eu desejo observar
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou

 



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