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a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
do sol nem das estrelas
no alvorecer, disse
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
deixe o unsaid encantador das palavras
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
truely
simplesmente falando
há qualquer um lá
tem um espaço livre, loveliness vento-protegido
se eu for muito certo

 



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