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o oeste velho, o tempo velho
passado unrelenting do thou
uma tempestade está montando na maré
até sua janela da câmara
e meu nome é truthful
estourou o vinho feroz
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
era não para esse cheiro singular

 



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