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quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
eu disse
não gire sua cabeça
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
este é o arsenal
na esfera
eu sou o vento que wavers
um com você
este é o navio da pérola
veja, eles retornam
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
ruídos que strive rasgar

 



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