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o alvorecer era verde maçã
a festa real foi feita
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
eu amo as configurações melodious velhas
mulher boa
uma tempestade está montando na maré
existir da cisne
pouca porta foi alcançada no último

 



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