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eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
uma vez este turf macio
eu sou uma mulher
deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta

 



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