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tudo dentro e tudo sem mim
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
eu v todas as sagacidades humanas
há qualquer um lá
e assim vai
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
eu amo as configurações melodious velhas
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
passado unrelenting do thou

 



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