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havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
eu não posso dizê-lo agora
a escuridão rouba os formulários de todas as rainhas
com os olhos meek, marrons
eu disse
têm você ouvido
a escuridão rola para cima
nós não éramos muitos
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
em possa
a criança que jogou afastado a folha após a folha

 



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