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poem for pastors

o que era ele os motores ditos
o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
este é o arsenal
em seus regimentals ásperos
macio como a cama na terra
gaily através dos campos nós dançamos

 



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