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flores dos bebês
raça elevado-carregada
ainda seu cinza balança a torre acima do mar
em sua barraca guardada
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
do assoalho ao teto
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
vontade você glimmer no mar?
para então without
o corpo pode confinar

 



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