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sorry poem

pôde tę-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
e como poderia vocę sonho da reuniăo
seu cabelo bonito
deixe um sustento da alegria vocę
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
em setembro
em sua barraca guardada
eu verei uma estrela hoje ŕ noite
simplicity
eu estive
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
eighty anos passaram, e mais

 



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