A Cota lyrics by Penélope. Um pingo no rosto, um toque negado o amor em pedaços Destroços do nada, o vazio persistente O que nunca houve não é real Inventar a...
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Um pingo no rosto, um toque negado
o amor em pedaços
Destroços do nada, o vazio persistente
O que nunca houve não é real
Inventar a palavra, escondida entre outras
e formar a frase exata
Dividir só pra si, explorar o do outro
O que nunca houve não é real
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