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havia um strangeness em seus bordos
deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
o dia é feito
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
mulher boa
têm você ouvido
mil anos silenciosos há
a algum os deuses gordos
um por um, como sae de uma árvore

 



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