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alguns dos hurts que você se curou
o sol está acima
o que mim lhe devem
felicidade
eu estive
eu sei o que você está indo dizer
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
eu não queimo nenhum incense
eu detestei-o
os corredores de mármore resounding longos

 



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