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life poem

quando o véu dos olhos for levantado
na esfera
nas manhăs nuvem-cinzentas
perguntam-me onde eu estive
f4-lo ouvem-se sempre de
eu amo minha vida, mas năo demasiado bem
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
arched a inundaçăo
e meu nome é truthful
carrinho aqui por meu lado

 



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