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há um que esse i amou uma vez assim muito
estrela-poeira e luz vaporosa
macio como a cama na terra
eu vi a primeira pera
como um homem despido mim vai
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
năo gire sua cabeça
e assim vai

 



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