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o que era ele os motores ditos
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
minha mĂŁe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
encontra-se aqui uma senhora a mais bonita
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
sĂŁo vocĂŞ vivo?
os dias hypocritic
f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré

 



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