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sob a folha dusky do laurel
o mistério o mais escuro, o mais estranho
passado unrelenting do thou
não gire sua cabeça
não seja falso
os dias melancólicos vieram
ido antes de nós
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
eu tive um medo em minha vida
f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré

 



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