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se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
composto do loveliness sozinho
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
eu vi que vocę hunched e tiritando nas pedras
tęm vocę andar visto através da vila
qual eu desejo observar
no porto de york novo
e assim vai

 



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