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bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
ao longo dos bancos
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
tiveram e i mas encontrado com
a fragrância veio
eu disse
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela

 



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