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Respira, respira... E sente o vento no rosto
How many special people change How many lives are living strange Where were you while we were getting hing? Slowly walking down the hall Faster than a cannonball Where were you while we were getting hing? Someday you will find me... (Champagne Supernova, desses caras)
Escrito por Cy às 15h51
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