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eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
balançado no berço do profundo
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
os navios estão encontrando-se na baía
o alvorecer era verde maçã
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
o amor foi cantado mil maneiras
olhar além
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
quem estará nomeando o vento
eu vi a primeira pera

 



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