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para prestar atenção o dia inteiro à onda azul ondular e quebrar
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
se eu for muito certo
sob a lua da colheita
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
eu ouvi-me que uma determinada princesa
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
um por um, como sae de uma árvore

 



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