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babylon -- onde eu vou sonhar
quando, cheio do amor morno e ansioso
era não para esse cheiro singular
três anos há hoje
alguns dias mais ventosos
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
acima de e para baixo vai
em seu vôo
a escuridão
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
burly, humble-abelha aplanar
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso

 



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