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eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
sad são que sabem não o amor
e ainda andaram sobre
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
disse
o relâmpago piscou, e levantou
eu não queimo nenhum incense
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
raça elevado-carregada
não seja falso
não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido

 



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