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eu não queimo nenhum incense
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
um por um, como sae de uma árvore
eu v todas as sagacidades humanas
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
a lua levantando-se escondeu as estrelas
as sombras colocam ao longo de broadway
agora quando meus bordos viverem
um pássaro cantou

 



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