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meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
e pão do breaketh mais
quando eu retornei no por do sol
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
eu vi-o uma vez antes
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
flores dos bebês

 



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