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eu ouvi-os na noite
fora de mim unworthy e desconhecido
ao longo dos bancos
macio como a cama na terra
porque o faça sempre carrinho que tirita lá
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
têm você ouvido
na meia-noite
faça os meninos e as meninas vão ainda
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
a criança que jogou afastado a folha após a folha
doce e forte

 



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