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sad death poem

apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
irmão, eu sou fogo
do assoalho ao teto
uma vida na onda do oceano
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
trançado e tecido
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
eu resido na montanha da tabela
amigo, cujo o sorriso veio ser

 



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