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se eu for muito certo
dentro desta sepultura humilde um conqueror encontra-se
a algum os deuses gordos
dê-me a fome
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
rosas e ouro

 



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