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e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
eu sei não onde
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
eu não pray para a paz
o alvorecer era verde maçã

 



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