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rode-me para baixo pelo prado
de nossos lugares escondidos
o relâmpago piscou, e levantou
não esteja irritado com mim
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
um pêssego pequeno no pomar cresceu
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
receoso não mais, eu digo
o que mim lhe devem
vinho velho a beber
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
olhe para trás com olhos longing e saiba que eu seguirei
era não para esse cheiro singular

 



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