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o que mim lhe devem
short e doce, e nĂłs viemos Ă  extremidade dela
o que era ele os motores ditos
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
apenas agora
todos quiet ao longo do potomac
deixe um sustento da alegria vocĂŞ
olhe para trás com olhos longing e saiba que eu seguirei
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
sabe uma liberação barata
eu vi a primeira pera
Ăşltima noite a lua cheia colocou um pano do branco

 



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