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lyric poem

última noite a lua cheia colocou um pano do branco
f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré
e nse
eu ganhei a raça
deve ir para trás, disse
o prado estava rastejando
sob a lua da colheita
agora quando meus bordos viverem
splendor doce
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
sadly falando
não permaneça não mais

 



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