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Sexta-feira, 26 de fevereiro de 2010. Onde você estava quando fui queimado e despedaçado? Enquanto os dias passavam pela visão da minha janela? Onde você estava quando fui ferido e estava indefeso? Porque as coisas que você diz e faz ainda me rodeiam. Enquanto você se agarrava às palavras de outro,. Morrendo pra acreditar no que você ouvia,. Eu estava esperando bem dentro do sol brilhante! Perdido no pensamento e perdido no tempo,. Lá fora a chuva caía escura e devagar.

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