A vida continua
Fica t茫o pesada
A roda corrompe a borboleta
Cada l谩grima, uma cachoeira
Na noite
Na noite de tempestade
Ela fechou os olhos
Na noite
Na noite de tempestade
Ela voou para longe
:D
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