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não se aflija que sobre
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
fala não bem
receoso não mais, eu digo
há qualquer um lá
levantado dos mortos
caras bonitas, tragical
uma pena do aço
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
escuro-eyed
não gire sua cabeça

 



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