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as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
eu arremessei minha alma ao ar como um vôo do falcão
através do peito aching da terra larga
em e sobre
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
caído assim
para a verdade, para o amor
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido

 



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