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escute o mar soando
era uma beleza nos dias
é frequentemente não assim?
era muitas e muito um ano há
em números mournful
e ainda andaram sobre
última noite a lua cheia colocou um pano do branco
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
a criança que jogou afastado a folha após a folha
eu sou uma mulher
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
truely
veja, desta moeda falsa dele

 



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