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friendship poem

frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
antes do saint de bronze solemn
as sombras dos navios
a festa real foi feita
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
em sua barraca guardada
é ido
abaixo do helm do guerreiro
se eu for muito certo
eu gosto d
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina

 



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