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mil anos silenciosos há
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
eu năo queimo nenhum incense
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
havia um momento em anos anteriores
pela costa, pelo mar
felicidade
o corpo pode confinar
paredes e enorme elevados
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
para entăo without

 



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