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quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
no recolhimento da escuridão e pedem
macia agora a luz do dia
acima dos prados ricos com milho
todo meu amor para meu doce
o relâmpago piscou, e levantou

 



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