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há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
eu não posso dizê-lo agora
não seja falso
diga-me
havia um momento em anos anteriores
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
eu moldei o mundo
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
levantado dos mortos

 



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