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era uma beleza nos dias
temos nós nenhum shame?
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
renove a visão do prazer
levantou-se e o âmbar era o por do sol no rio
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
eu ofereci-os todo o farewell

 



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