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lost love poem

um pensamento doce solemn
irmão, eu sou fogo
eu moldei o mundo
o ar é como uma borboleta
ido antes de nós
diga-me
era uma oysterman novo alto
esteja em mim como os modos eternal
têm você não ouvido
trançado e tecido
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
o que mim lhe devem

 



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