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um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
do assoalho ao teto
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
você diz que você me ama
caras bonitas, tragical
têm você ouvido
agora quando meus bordos viverem
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
e meu nome é truthful
um pêssego pequeno no pomar cresceu
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina

 



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