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a criança que jogou afastado a folha após a folha
velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate
quem estará nomeando o vento
este é o arsenal
o céu
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
para então without
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
seja paciente, vida, quando o amor está na porta
mas alas, sonhos justos

 



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