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eu vi a primeira pera
eu sou o vento que wavers
uma milha atrás
eu sou velho e cego
tudo dentro e tudo sem mim
calma como que segundo verão
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
bonito
o oeste velho, o tempo velho
sob uma árvore espalhando da castanha
eu não pray para a paz
caras bonitas, tragical
pássaros de encontro ao vento de abril

 



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