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fala não bem
três anos há hoje
glass-blower do tempo
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
eu detestei-o
acima dos prados ricos com milho
truely
nas manhãs nuvem-cinzentas
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio

 



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