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mundo que muda sob minha mão
eu ouvi-me que uma determinada princesa
era não para esse cheiro singular
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
quando, cheio do amor morno e ansioso
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
se ele
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
mil anos silenciosos há
uma pena do aço

 



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