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última meia-noite
os céus que eram ashen e sober
e como poderia você sonho da reunião
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
um por um, como sae de uma árvore
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
sad são que sabem não o amor
faça os meninos e as meninas vão ainda
sol e vento e batida do mar
e ainda andaram sobre
um olhar é mas um raio

 



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