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sad death poem

não há nenhum rebanho, porém prestado atenção e tendido
cai aqui nenhuma luz
aflija-se não para o invisível
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
dentro desta sepultura humilde um conqueror encontra-se
cidade que não é uma cidade
veja que eu me dou a você
sono, irmão cinzento da morte
o céu
pela costa, pelo mar
muito bem, você liberais

 



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