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última noite a lua cheia colocou um pano do branco
eu arremessei minha alma ao ar como um vôo do falcăo
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
a mulher faltou-me muito, como vocę se chama me, chamada
este é o navio da pérola
um poeta, fazendo exame do breio fora de sua lingüeta
f4-lo ouvem-se sempre de
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
alguns dias mais ventosos
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro

 



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