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eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro
os dias melancólicos vieram
no alvorecer, disse
eu estou cantando-lhe
os navios estão encontrando-se na baía
short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo

 



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