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marriage poem

em todas as coisas não faladas de
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
doce e forte
como um homem despido mim vai
como uma vela branca
era não para esse cheiro singular
o que era ele os motores ditos

 



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