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uma milha atrás
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
dê-me a fome
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
onde deva mim encontre-o
algum queixou-se ao mestre

 



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