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como águias na elevação ascendente
não gire sua cabeça
pássaros de encontro ao vento de abril
havia um momento em anos anteriores
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
eu ouvi o vento o dia inteiro
raça elevado-carregada
fora do mar sparkling
eu não queimo nenhum incense
nobility da morte outra vez
eu disse
tem por muito tempo a luz solar do verão brilhada
burly, humble-abelha aplanar

 



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