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o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
flores dos bebês
musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade
eu penso d esplêndido justo
deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
filhas do tempo
cidade que não é uma cidade
eu soube o silêncio das estrelas e do mar
não pendure nenhuma grinalda

 



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