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glass-blower do tempo
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
agite
tudo dentro e tudo sem mim
em possa
trĂŞs dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
eu vi que vocĂŞ hunched e tiritando nas pedras
seu cabelo bonito

 



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