Cópias
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Cópias
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A sua mão na minha cabeça fez me sentir diferente
Acabou por me acalmar e ocultou o que eu não quis ver
E ser passivo se transformou em virtude, e nada agora é mais igual
Desaprendemos a viver, apenas reproduzimos o quotidiano
Meu potencial foi me tirado, o que mais posso fazer?
A minha suposta falta de visão nada mais é que comodismo conveniente
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