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pouca porta foi alcançada no último
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
há um que esse i amou uma vez assim muito
f4-lo ouvem-se sempre de
tiveram e i mas encontrado com
esplêndido e terrível seu amor
eu sei o que você está indo dizer
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
eu não queimo nenhum incense
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
em setembro
traga-me a canção macia
alguns dos hurts que você se curou

 



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