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o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se
tempestade
veja que eu me dou a você
eu não queimo nenhum incense
de nossos lugares escondidos
quando, cheio do amor morno e ansioso
agite
eu verei uma estrela hoje à noite
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo

 



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