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entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
glooms dos viv-carvalhos
eu vi-o uma vez antes
de nossos lugares escondidos
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro
o doce com fern e levantou-se
não esteja irritado com mim
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless

 



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