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em sua barraca guardada
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
os céus que eram ashen e sober
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
amigo, cujo o sorriso veio ser
e nse
eighty anos passaram, e mais
há um país completamente do vinho


 



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