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uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
a algum os deuses gordos
os navios estão encontrando-se na baía
seu cabelo bonito
glooms dos viv-carvalhos
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
felicidade
f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré

 



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