Lavoura Arcaica
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:24:19
We'll drink many wines.
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We'll get drunk like children.
:24:27
We'll climb steep hills,
bare feet...

:24:31
and holding hands...
:24:33
together we'll set
the world on fire!

:24:53
It's mine!
:24:55
It's mine!
:25:46
The doves in my yard
were free to fly.

:25:51
They took long journeys,
but they always returned.

:25:55
For it was nothing,
but love what we had to exchange.


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