Tentando entender o eterno paradoxo que é viver.
He walks away / The sun goes down, / He takes the day but I'm grown / And in your way / In this blue shade / My tears dry on their own.
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He walks away / The sun goes down, / He takes the day but I'm grown / And in your way / In this blue shade / My tears dry on their own.
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