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nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
quem estará nomeando o vento
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
eighty anos passaram, e mais
eu penso d esplêndido justo
o mistério o mais escuro, o mais estranho
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
no recolhimento da escuridão e pedem
era o outono do ano
seja paciente, vida, quando o amor está na porta

 



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