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veja que eu me dou a você
balançado no berço do profundo
eu tive um medo em minha vida
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
para a verdade, para o amor
poderíamos nós mas para saber
flor branca da espuma, flor vermelha da flama

 



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