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pela ponte rude
diz de épocas velhas boas
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
todos aqueles tesouros que se encontram
nossos momentos agradáveis voam
uma milha atrás
eu amei uma mulher
têm você não ouvido
temos nós nenhum shame?
deus

 



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