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quem ama a chuva
assim perdido
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
um poeta, fazendo exame do breio fora de sua lingüeta
dê-me
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada

 



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