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do assoalho ao teto
são você vivo?
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
veio fazer exame de me pela mão
vinho velho a beber
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas

 



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