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eu sou o vento que wavers
quando o véu dos olhos for levantado
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
gloom
sadly falando
sentar-se em seu balancim que espera seu chá
burly, humble-abelha aplanar
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
este é o navio da pérola

 



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