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eu detestei-o
veja que eu me dou a você
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
todo meu amor para meu doce
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
glooms dos viv-carvalhos
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
como águias na elevação ascendente
para a verdade, para o amor
eu tive um medo em minha vida
têm você ouvido
deixe-nos expressar nossas paixões mais baixas
última meia-noite

 



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