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uma tempestade está montando na maré
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
este é o arsenal
eu ouvi-os na noite
agora para uma luta viva e cheerful
agite
uma vez este turf macio
a fragrância veio
poderíamos nós mas para saber

 



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