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havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
conseqüentemente eu não posso
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
deixe-nos plantar
homem frio stern
em todas as coisas não faladas de
este é o navio da pérola
no porto de york novo
os dias melancólicos vieram
flor branca da espuma, flor vermelha da flama
porque
o que nós fará agora
trançado e tecido

 



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