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eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- são liars
era muitas e muito um ano há
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
simplesmente falando
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
quem estará nomeando o vento

 



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