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eu estive
năo do mundo largo do todo
eu năo posso sempre sentir seu greatness
uma milha atrás
podem falar do amor em uma casa de campo
em sua barraca guardada
a senhora, seu coraçăo girou para a poeira
quietamente, com reverance, no awe

 



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