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vocę ouve a chuva?
mulher boa
deixe-me ser sad
os corredores de mármore resounding longos
vocę é meu companheiro
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
minha măe ensinou-me que cada noite
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
cidade que năo é uma cidade

 



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