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melhore do que o granito
estes sejam
o corpo pode confinar
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
assim perdido
tręs anos há hoje
paredes e enorme elevados
nas manhăs nuvem-cinzentas
eu quero saber onde vocę vive
eu disse, mim fechei meu coraçăo
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
seu cabelo bonito

 



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