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eu ganhei a raça
eu espero-o
burly, humble-abelha aplanar
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
completamente dos rasgos

 



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