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cai aqui nenhuma luz
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
nós não éramos muitos
o ar é como uma borboleta
todos tragam os anos
mil anos silenciosos há
flores dos bebês
abaixo do helm do guerreiro
deus
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
e enquanto nós andamos a grama foi agitada fraca

 



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