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o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
deus
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
dentro desta sepultura humilde um conqueror encontra-se
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
eu amei uma mulher
é ido
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
bonito

 



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