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calma como que segundo verão
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
eu sei o que você está indo dizer
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
esse ano

 



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