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fora da janela um mar de árvores verdes
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
eu resido na montanha da tabela
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
não gire sua cabeça
sombras voadas que varrem perto
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo

 



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