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três anos há hoje
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
eu gosto d
eu não pray para a paz
eu estou morrendo
o mais saddest do ano
quando eu olhei em seus olhos
vindo para baixo no alvorecer dos montes windless
veja que eu me dou a você
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
escute o mar soando
é ido
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
macia agora a luz do dia

 



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