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quando eu era um menino na faculdade
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
fala não bem
eu penso d esplêndido justo
há uma hora do descanso calmo
todos aqueles tesouros que se encontram
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
assim perdido
não há nenhum escape pelo rio

 



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