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três anos há hoje
mas alas, sonhos justos
eu estou morrendo
para a verdade, para o amor
burly, humble-abelha aplanar
simplicity
quem estará nomeando o vento
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
poderíamos nós mas para saber
o corpo pode confinar

 



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