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aflija-se não para o invisível
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
se ele
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
composto do loveliness sozinho
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
eu sei não onde
dê-me a fome

 



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