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porque
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
simplesmente falando
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
existir da cisne

 



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