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o que era ele os motores ditos
podem falar do amor em uma casa de campo
babylon -- onde eu vou sonhar
há um que esse i amou uma vez assim muito
teria mesmo seu gracejo
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate
onde deva mim encontre-o
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
um pensamento doce solemn
eu quero saber onde você vive
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
agite
o céu

 



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