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eu não posso dizê-lo agora
tempestade
eu vou minha maneira complacently
a algum os deuses gordos
há uma hora do descanso calmo
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate
a fragrância veio
temos nós nenhum shame?
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
pouco parque que eu passo completamente
são você vivo?

 



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