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e pão do breaketh mais
f4-lo ouvem-se sempre de
um com você
eu não posso dizê-lo agora
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
receoso não mais, eu digo
um pássaro cantou
carrinho aqui por meu lado
como ela
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
é ido
mas alas, sonhos justos
na meia-noite
dentro desta sepultura humilde um conqueror encontra-se

 



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