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death poetry

eu sei o que você está indo dizer
era muitas e muito um ano há
receoso não mais, eu digo
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
há um que esse i amou uma vez assim muito

 



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