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nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
para vestir o pensamento impetuoso
com os olhos meek, marrons
o ar é como uma borboleta
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
eu ouvi-me que uma determinada princesa
a neve sussurra sobre mim
rode-me para baixo pelo prado

 



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