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funeral poem

quietamente, com reverance, no awe
eu ouvi-os na noite
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
há uma cidade, builded por nenhuma măo
do sol nem das estrelas
săo idos os três, aquelas irmăs raras
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
em e sobre
truely
cai aqui nenhuma luz
e nse
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
eu năo pray para a paz
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento

 



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