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nature poem

você é meu companheiro
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
eu ganhei a raça
há uma hora do descanso calmo
as verdades terríveis estes sejam
porque o faça sempre carrinho que tirita lá
eu sou uma mulher
não se aflija que sobre
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
flor branca da espuma, flor vermelha da flama
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
em números mournful
o que era ele os motores ditos
têm você andar visto através da vila

 



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