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dę-me a fome
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
sobre o rio, no monte
tęm vocę andar visto através da vila
agora para uma luta viva e cheerful
filhas do tempo
tiveram e i mas encontrado com
o alvorecer era verde maçă
uma pena do aço
rode-me para baixo pelo prado

 



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