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ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
encontra-se aqui uma senhora a mais bonita
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
deve ir para trás, disse
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
algum queixou-se ao mestre
todo meu amor para meu doce

 



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