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quando eu retornei no por do sol
pela costa, pelo mar
balançado no berço do profundo
quando vocę vier hoje ŕ noite
calma como que segundo verăo
o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se
glooms dos viv-carvalhos
no recolhimento da escuridăo e pedem
a mulher faltou-me muito, como vocę se chama me, chamada
este é o arsenal
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim

 



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