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ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
você ouve a chuva?
e com o pássaro humming
no alvorecer, disse
o que mim lhe devem
as verdades terríveis estes sejam
pharaoh, rei da terra de Egipto
alguns dias mais ventosos
fala não bem

 



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