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você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
sad são que sabem não o amor
eu gosto d
acima dos prados ricos com milho
cai aqui nenhuma luz
estourou o vinho feroz
existir da cisne
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe

 



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