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mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
eu sou fevered
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
o prado estava rastejando
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
caído assim
todos quiet ao longo do potomac

 



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