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se eu for muito certo
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
eu quero saber onde você vive
a escuridão
você ouve a chuva?
felicidade
uma pena do aço
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
no porto de york novo
os dias hypocritic

 



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