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há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
com alegria e maravilha
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
truely
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
escute
pássaros de encontro ao vento de abril
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado

 



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