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todos aqueles tesouros que se encontram
f4-lo ouvem-se sempre de
para a verdade, para o amor
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
acima de e para baixo vai
não permaneça não mais

 



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