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sadly falando
era o outono do ano
velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate
vinho velho a beber
poderíamos nós mas para saber
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
você ouve a chuva?

 



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