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a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
ame-me no último, ou se você não
abaixo do helm do guerreiro
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
veja que eu me dou a você
amigo, cujo o sorriso veio ser
eu ouvi-me que uma determinada princesa
tempestade
não pendure nenhuma grinalda

 



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