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a algum os deuses gordos
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
cara esposa
o ar Ă© como uma borboleta
babylon -- onde eu vou sonhar
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
ao longo dos bancos
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas

 



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