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frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
como águias na elevação ascendente
eu não queimo nenhum incense
nossos momentos agradáveis voam
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
felicidade
veja que eu me dou a você
filhas do tempo

 



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