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sad death poem

a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
quem é o corredor nos céus
eu vi-o uma vez antes
estrela-poeira e luz vaporosa
deus
têm você andar visto através da vila
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
não pendure nenhuma grinalda

 



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