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eu vi com olhos abertos
flores dos bebês
mundo que muda sob minha mão
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
caído assim
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
mulher boa
sob uma árvore espalhando da castanha
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
raça elevado-carregada
levantou-se e o âmbar era o por do sol no rio
eu soube o silêncio das estrelas e do mar

 



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