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Intro. If this roça, this street, you, mine, I would send there, grill with pebbles, with shiny pebbles, for mine, for my love to pass on this street, On this street there is a forest. Which is called loneliness within him, inside him, lives an angel who stole who stole my heart if I stole your steal, your heart is because you stole mine too if I am doing well if I stole your heart. It's because it's because I love you

Kaelen

@Emanuelle campos da silva