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escute
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
têm você não ouvido
deixe o unsaid encantador das palavras
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
com alegria e maravilha
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
algum queixou-se ao mestre
duas fileiras dos repolhos
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração

 



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