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pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
que possibilidade spiteful rouba unawares
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
homem frio stern
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
eu sou uma mulher
talvez
eu não queimo nenhum incense
nas manhãs nuvem-cinzentas
sabe uma liberação barata

 



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