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apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
doce e forte
para prestar atenção o dia inteiro à onda azul ondular e quebrar
eu v todas as sagacidades humanas
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
temos nós nenhum shame?
tempestade

 



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