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com os olhos meek, marrons
qual eu desejo observar
era muitas e muito um ano há
sobre o rio, no monte
eu moldei o mundo
eu estive pelo casement aberto
não gire sua cabeça
a filha, arte do thou vem morrer
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
diga-me
uma vida na onda do oceano
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite

 



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