Baudelaire Macalé Luiz Melody
What a curse my heart doesn't want money it wants poetry
Baudelaire Macalé
Luiz Melody
Rimbaud the mission
Poet and thief, slave of passion without a guide
Edgar Allan puts your hand in the sink
Wash it with soap
Your loneliness is so infi -as small as the day
Vicentinho van gogh luiza erundina
Go back to the backlands to plant beans
Tulips for the bourgeoisie
Baudelaire macalé luiz melody waly salomão< br/>Itamar assumption the rest is perfumery

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