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sad death poem

esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
quem é o corredor nos céus
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
traga-me a canção macia
para vir assim logo a isto imaginou a obscuridade
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente

 



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