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pumpkin poem

eu tive um medo em minha vida
não pendure nenhuma grinalda
e como poderia você sonho da reunião
em possa
poderíamos nós mas para saber
as canções antigas
sombras voadas que varrem perto
assim perdido
cidade que não é uma cidade

 



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