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não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
o dia é feito
o prado estava rastejando
faça exame de meus bracelets
porque o faça sempre carrinho que tirita lá
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
ruídos que strive rasgar
eu ouvi-os na noite
a escuridão rola para cima
noite misteriosa
doce e forte

 



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