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se eu for muito certo
havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
trançado e tecido
sobre o rio, no monte
eu sei o que você está indo dizer
há uma hora do descanso calmo
você recorda
pouco parque que eu passo completamente
as estrelas caíram do heaven
o que era ele os motores ditos
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
e assim vai
teria mesmo seu gracejo
velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate

 



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