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If all our life is but a dream, fantastic posing greed. Then we should feed our jewelry to the sea. For diamonds do appear to be. Just like broken glass to me. Then she said she can't believe. Genius only comes along in storms of fabled foreign tongues. Tripping eyes, and flooded lungs. Northern Downpour ends its love. Seguir @poxavidamari

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Em cada esquina, paro em cada olhar…

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Häre Christian

Häre Christian

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