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dezembro 07, 2002 ...and be your sweetest self awhile until I ask for more, my child then let the other selves be wrong let them manifest and come till every taste is on the tongue till love is pierced and love is hung and every kind of freedom done (LCohen, de Field Commander Cohen) mais um chororô de bel seslaf |
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