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eu sou o vento que wavers
se ele
eu encho este copo
sobre o rio beckon a mim
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá
deixe o unsaid encantador das palavras
quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb
têm você não ouvido
um poeta, fazendo exame do breio fora de sua lingüeta
acima do sul na ruptura do dia

 



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