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concrete poetry

quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
macia agora a luz do dia
a agonia de ter demasiado poder
os drowses pálidos do dia no ocidental embebem
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
olhar além
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred

 



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