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eu tive um medo em minha vida
é frequentemente não assim?
receoso não mais, eu digo
tempestade
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
através do peito aching da terra larga
completamente dos rasgos
e com o pássaro humming
trançado e tecido
do sol nem das estrelas
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração

 



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