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este é o arsenal
como um homem despido mim vai
eu vi-o uma vez antes
e nse
e como poderia você sonho da reunião
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
ainda treze anos
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
um por um, como sae de uma árvore
diga-me mais menos ou diga-me mais
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
acima dos prados ricos com milho
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso

 



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