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uma vez este turf macio
temos nós nenhum shame?
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
esteja em mim como os modos eternal
não esteja irritado com mim
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
noite misteriosa

 



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