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christmas poetry

são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
em e sobre
nós que estiveram
nas manhãs nuvem-cinzentas
estourou o vinho feroz
como ele de quem espírito na chama do meio-dia
eu ouvi-os na noite

 



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