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eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
eu estive
flores dos bebês
eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã
era uma beleza nos dias
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
se eu souber o narrow uma prisão é amor
uma tempestade está montando na maré
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
eu não queimo nenhum incense
veja, eles retornam

 



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