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eu arremessei minha alma ao ar como um vôo do falcão
olhar além
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
eu sei não onde
alguns dias mais ventosos
para então without
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
um com você
cidade que não é uma cidade
eu sou o vento que wavers
melancolia, azul era

 



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