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ido antes de nós
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
acima de e para baixo vai
composto do loveliness sozinho
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
eu amo as configurações melodious velhas
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
homem frio stern

 



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