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o ar é como uma borboleta
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
e pão do breaketh mais
ainda seu cinza balança a torre acima do mar
flores dos bebês
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
tudo dentro e tudo sem mim
você recorda

 



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