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nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
macia agora a luz do dia
em todas as coisas não faladas de
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia
mulher boa
e com o pássaro humming
o que mim lhe devem
do sol nem das estrelas

 



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