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quando eu era um menino na faculdade
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
flor branca da espuma, flor vermelha da flama
e pão do breaketh mais
eu estive
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres

 



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