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do assoalho ao teto
a lua levantando-se escondeu as estrelas
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
eu estou cantando-lhe
um céu que nunca soubesse o sol, a lua ou as estrelas
seu cabelo bonito
alguns dias mais ventosos
nos salőes do sono vocę vagueou perto
a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
este é o arsenal
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus

 



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