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ido antes de nós
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
e pão do breaketh mais
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
dentro desta sepultura humilde um conqueror encontra-se
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
nós colocamos
o alvorecer era verde maçã

 



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