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veja que eu me dou a vocę
eu vi com olhos abertos
o que nós fará agora
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
eu estou morrendo
năo gire sua cabeça
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
era uma oysterman novo alto

 



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