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eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
onde deva mim encontre-o
căo do gingham e o gato do calico
eu estou cantando-lhe
e păo do breaketh mais
quando eu olhei em seus olhos
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
a filha, arte do thou vem morrer
é verdadeiro que vocę diz que os deuses lhe săo mais uso do que fairies
ainda seu cinza balança a torre acima do mar
se eu for muito certo

 



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