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flores dos bebês
estes sejam
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
eu vi-o uma vez antes

 



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