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eu estou morrendo
nós que estiveram
meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
pouco parque que eu passo completamente
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
completamente dos rasgos
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
do assoalho ao teto
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
em números mournful

 



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