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material da lua
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
flor branca da espuma, flor vermelha da flama
raça elevado-carregada
dentro de minha măo eu prendo
teria mesmo seu gracejo
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
minha măe ensinou-me que cada noite
ame-me no último, ou se vocę năo

 



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