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o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
dê-me
é verdadeiro que você diz que os deuses lhe são mais uso do que fairies
olhe para trás com olhos longing e saiba que eu seguirei
o que nós fará agora
eu vi as nuvens entre os montes
são você vivo?

 



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