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o que nós fará agora
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
a luz retirada
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
nós que estiveram
e nse
não do mundo largo do todo
acima de e para baixo vai
eu penso d esplêndido justo

 



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