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a algum os deuses gordos
a agonia de ter demasiado poder
como eu me encontro telhado dentro, selecionado dentro
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
sob a lua da colheita
em e sobre
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
arched a inundação
o relâmpago piscou, e levantou
eu não pray para a paz
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas

 



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