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porque o faça sempre carrinho que tirita lá
três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
eu ouvi o vento o dia inteiro
babylon -- onde eu vou sonhar
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
os prayers brancos pequenos
este é o navio da pérola
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
macio como a cama na terra
o doce com fern e levantou-se
duas fileiras dos repolhos

 



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