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nos todos, eu com ela,&lt;br&gt;
eu sem ela, nos por cima&lt;br&gt;
e nos por baixo!&lt;/em&gt;". (: &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Sao os tempos aureos.&lt;br&gt;
(seria pedir demais que os acentos funcionassem)
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