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nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
para a verdade, para o amor
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
eu estive
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
de nossos lugares escondidos
há qualquer um lá
diga-me não
dê-me
veja, eles retornam

 



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