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em números mournful
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
nós colocamos
havia um momento em anos anteriores
há qualquer um lá
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
não do mundo largo do todo
pharaoh, rei da terra de Egipto
eu soube o silêncio das estrelas e do mar
receoso não mais, eu digo
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho

 



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