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como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
eu sou uma mulher
apenas agora
o relâmpago piscou, e levantou
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
não gire sua cabeça
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
filhas do tempo
receoso não mais, eu digo

 



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