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há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma măo
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
f4-lo ouvem-se sempre de
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
eu vi as nuvens entre os montes
para a verdade, para o amor
eu tenho que dizer good-night
o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se

 



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