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caĂ­do assim
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
deus
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
quando eu retornei no por do sol
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
sĂŁo vocĂŞ vivo?
balançado no berço do profundo
eighty anos passaram, e mais
pensamentos através de minha cabeça
um pensamento doce solemn
nĂŁo esteja irritado com mim
trançado e tecido

 



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