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em e sobre
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma mão
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
com os olhos meek, marrons
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
pela costa, pelo mar
Ăşltima meia-noite
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
eu vi a primeira pera
musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
eu estive
eu disse

 



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