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são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
algum queixou-se ao mestre
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
escute
teria mesmo seu gracejo
eu vi as nuvens entre os montes
a terra mantem algum ir da vibração
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
irmão, eu sou fogo
seja paciente, vida, quando o amor está na porta
não se aflija que sobre
o amor foi cantado mil maneiras

 



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