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pouco parque que eu passo completamente
a neve sussurra sobre mim
eu vi-o uma vez antes
ainda seu cinza balança a torre acima do mar
o prado estava rastejando
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
um poeta, fazendo exame do breio fora de sua lingüeta
se eu souber o narrow uma prisão é amor
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
há três maneiras em que os homens fazem exame
era não para esse cheiro singular
no recolhimento da escuridão e pedem
qual se mantem

 



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