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ruídos que strive rasgar
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
a agonia de ter demasiado poder
eu vi que o deus você a duvida?
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
era uma oysterman novo alto
o prado estava rastejando
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
deve ir para trás, disse
quando você vier hoje à noite

 



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