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os poetas dizem
para trás, gire para trás
as estrelas caíram do heaven
como uma vela branca
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
paredes e enorme elevados
o dia é feito

 



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