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minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
os céus que eram ashen e sober
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
eu sou uma mulher
uma pena do aço
pela costa, pelo mar
e assim vai
fora do mar sparkling
eu quero saber onde você vive

 



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