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burly, humble-abelha aplanar
renove a visão do prazer
eu não pray para a paz
são você vivo?
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
dentro desta sepultura humilde um conqueror encontra-se
o oeste velho, o tempo velho
um por um, como sae de uma árvore
vinho velho a beber
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
nós não éramos muitos
e nse
há um país completamente do vinho

 



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