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há uma hora do descanso calmo
o alvorecer era verde maçã
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
a festa real foi feita
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
em sua barraca guardada

 



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