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o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
para poder ver cada lado de cada pergunta
embora repine do amor, e chafe da razão
em e sobre
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
são você vivo?
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu

 



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