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a escuridão
cidade que não é uma cidade
do assoalho ao teto
qual eu desejo observar
três anos há hoje
eu não queimo nenhum incense
eu estou morrendo
glass-blower do tempo
melancolia, azul era
ao longo de um river-side
quando eu era um menino na faculdade

 



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