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eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
eu prendo seu coração
em seu vôo
material da lua
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
eu vi-o uma vez antes
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
pássaros de encontro ao vento de abril
a luz retirada

 



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