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lost love poem

desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
eu penso d esplêndido justo
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
era uma oysterman novo alto
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
simplesmente falando
nós năo éramos muitos

 



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