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uma tempestade está montando na maré
um por um, como sae de uma árvore
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
o relâmpago piscou, e levantou
eu sou uma mulher
f4-lo ouvem-se sempre de
sob a lua da colheita
sono, irmăo cinzento da morte
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
evidenciado no glimmer em seus olhos

 



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