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o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
eu quero saber onde você vive
seu cabelo bonito
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
o ar é como uma borboleta
eu sou fevered
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
nobility da morte outra vez
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
eu sou uma mulher

 



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