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carrinho aqui por meu lado
de nossos lugares escondidos
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
sombras voadas que varrem perto
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
eu estive pelo casement aberto
em seus regimentals ásperos
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
sono, irmăo cinzento da morte

 



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