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eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
se eu souber o narrow uma prisão é amor

 



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