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doce e forte
como águias na elevação ascendente
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
nós não éramos muitos
eu soube o silêncio das estrelas e do mar
mundo que muda sob minha mão
para poder ver cada lado de cada pergunta
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
era o outono do ano
sob a folha dusky do laurel
deus

 



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