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uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
o dia é feito
estrela-poeira e luz vaporosa
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
um por um, como sae de uma árvore
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte

 



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