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têm você andar visto através da vila
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
esse ano
com o por do sol
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
era não para esse cheiro singular
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
onde deva mim encontre-o
se eu souber o narrow uma prisão é amor

 



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