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baby poem

porque o faça sempre carrinho que tirita lá
melancolia, azul era
o mistério o mais escuro, o mais estranho
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
receoso não mais, eu digo
cara esposa
o dia é feito
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
glooms dos viv-carvalhos
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
em sua barraca guardada
os navios estão encontrando-se na baía

 



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