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baby poem

f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré
como ele de quem espírito na chama do meio-dia
short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela
deixe um sustento da alegria você
eu disse, mim fechei meu coração
ao longo de um river-side
eu vi que o deus você a duvida?
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
eu tive um medo em minha vida
sob uma árvore espalhando da castanha
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
eu espero-o

 



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