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não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
você diz que você me ama
o prado estava rastejando
deve ir para trás, disse
doubtless eu recordo ainda
esplêndido e terrível seu amor
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
embora repine do amor, e chafe da razão
eu vi que o deus você a duvida?

 



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