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e pão do breaketh mais
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
qual se mantem
sad são que sabem não o amor
era não para esse cheiro singular
todos quiet ao longo do potomac
eu vi a primeira pera
nas manhãs nuvem-cinzentas

 



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