Sorte
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Sorte
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O nosso céu é o mesmo não há porque achar diferenças
Não tente se fazer melhor, não julgue pela aparência
Olhe pro próximo sem preconceito com classes sociais, cor,
Opção sexual, religião, não deixamos de ser humanos por diferenças tão pequenas
Um único céu e diferentes horizontes
Nem todos podemos contar com nossa sorte
Aprender a viver nesse mundo imundo de discórdia
Chegar em um fim comum não somos isentos de nada
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