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lyric poem

tudo dentro e tudo sem mim
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
levantado dos mortos
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
dentro de minha mão eu prendo
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
eu estou cantando-lhe
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
não permaneça não mais
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
estourou o vinho feroz
a criança que jogou afastado a folha após a folha


 



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