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eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
glooms dos viv-carvalhos
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
sobre o rio beckon a mim
pela costa, pelo mar
quando, cheio do amor morno e ansioso
a noite era preta e drear
se eu for muito certo
deve ir para trás, disse
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
eu não pray para a paz
quando uma ação for feita para a liberdade

 



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