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no pendure nenhuma grinalda
no seja falso
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
todos aqueles tesouros que se encontram
minha me ensinou-me que cada noite
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
ltima meia-noite
no alvorecer, disse
escute o mar soando

 



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