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flores dos bebês
a escuridão rouba os formulários de todas as rainhas
talvez
eu ganhei a raça
para trás, gire para trás
nós colocamos
eu estou morrendo
e com o pássaro humming
como uma vela branca
uma tempestade está montando na maré

 



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