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eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
um por um, como sae de uma árvore
as cançőes antigas
é frequentemente năo assim?
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
agora quando meus bordos viverem
eu estive
se eu for muito certo
eu v todas as sagacidades humanas
fora da janela um mar de árvores verdes
fala năo bem
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
muito bem, você liberais

 



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