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o que era ele os motores ditos
nĂŁo pendure nenhuma grinalda
agora que eu lhe esfriei
um pássaro cantou
se eu souber o narrow uma prisĂŁo Ă© amor
do assoalho ao teto
a filha, arte do thou vem morrer
há qualquer um lá
deve ir para trás, disse
havia trĂŞs no prado pelo ribeiro
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
todos tragam os anos

 



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