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o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
todos quiet ao longo do potomac
para trás, gire para trás
muito bem, vocę liberais
eu sou o vento que wavers
eu detestei-o
um olhar é mas um raio

 



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