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no alvorecer, disse
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
para trás, gire para trás
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
quem ama a chuva
trançado e tecido
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
eu amei uma mulher
paredes e enorme elevados
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento

 



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