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faça os meninos e as meninas vão ainda
ao longo dos bancos
agora para uma luta viva e cheerful
ame-me no último, ou se você não
fora da janela um mar de árvores verdes
aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- são liars
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos
e como poderia você sonho da reunião
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele

 



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