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eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
têm você ouvido
escuro-eyed
felicidade
última meia-noite
levantou-se e o âmbar era o por do sol no rio
conseqüentemente eu não posso
ame-me no último, ou se você não

 



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