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olhar além
este é o arsenal
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
eu sou velho e cego
duas fileiras dos repolhos
apenas agora
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
caras bonitas, tragical
havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
burly, humble-abelha aplanar
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
de nossos lugares escondidos

 



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