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o que era ele os motores ditos
eu estive
cai aqui nenhuma luz
uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá
eu tive um medo em minha vida
perguntam-me onde eu estive
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
seja paciente, vida, quando o amor está na porta
mas alas, sonhos justos
estrela-poeira e luz vaporosa
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
as verdades terríveis estes sejam

 



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