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quando eu era um menino na faculdade
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
do assoalho ao teto
veio fazer exame de me pela măo
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
diga-me
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz

 



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