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havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
eu arremessei minha alma ao ar como um vôo do falcão
em setembro
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
um olhar é mas um raio

 



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