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amigo, cujo o sorriso veio ser
eu sou uma mulher
com o por do sol
esse ano
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
o que era ele os motores ditos
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
mundo que muda sob minha mão
um poeta, fazendo exame do breio fora de sua lingüeta
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia
muito bem, você liberais

 



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