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rode-me para baixo pelo prado
eu sou o vento que wavers
eu fiz um voto uma vez, um somente
o ar estį cheio do alvorecer e da mola
a o que uma mulher a compararį beloved
para entćo without
do assoalho ao teto
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred

 



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