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eu quero saber às vezes se for realmente verdadeiro
flor branca da espuma, flor vermelha da flama
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
tempestade

 



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