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f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré
o ar é como uma borboleta
a o que uma mulher a comparará beloved
acima de e para baixo vai
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
sadly falando
melancolia, azul era
eu vi as nuvens entre os montes
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
calma como que segundo verão
não do mundo largo do todo

 



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