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entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
eu v todas as sagacidades humanas
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
balançado no berço do profundo
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
o que nós fará agora
conseqüentemente eu não posso
quando você vier hoje à noite
como uma vela branca
uma pena do aço
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
qual eu desejo observar
dentro de minha mão eu prendo

 



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