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Salvador, Bahia | ||
When we stroll an ancient town, Up historic lanes and down. We are caught up in the past, Marveling how things can last. Generations come and go, Wisely showing that they know To respect the buildings old That are worth their weight in gold. Will the things we build today Be maintained or pass away? Maybe they will also be Long revered in history. | ||
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