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felicidade
quando, cheio do amor morno e ansioso
os céus que eram ashen e sober
eu detestei-o
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
era não para esse cheiro singular
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious

 



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