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sympathy poem

eu prendo seu coração
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
alguns dos hurts que você se curou
como um homem despido mim vai
eu resido na montanha da tabela
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora

 



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