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a algum os deuses gordos
sobre o rio, no monte
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
têm você andar visto através da vila
agora quando meus bordos viverem
sabe uma liberação barata
o mistério o mais escuro, o mais estranho
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo

 



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