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gaily através dos campos nós dançamos
nós que estiveram
com o por do sol
eu v todas as sagacidades humanas
não permaneça não mais
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
olhar além
eu sou uma mulher
alguns dias mais ventosos

 



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