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três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
eu encho este copo
e como poderia você sonho da reunião
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
pela costa, pelo mar
as sombras dos navios
tiveram e i mas encontrado com
receoso não mais, eu digo
eu estou cantando-lhe
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas

 



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