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levantou-se e o âmbar era o por do sol no rio
pharaoh, rei da terra de Egipto
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
com os olhos meek, marrons
o céu
pouco parque que eu passo completamente
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
como uma vela branca
quando as horas do dia forem numeradas
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
dê-me a fome
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo

 



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