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mundo que muda sob minha mão
o único punho clenched levantado e apronta-se
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
estourou o vinho feroz

 



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