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veio fazer exame de me pela mão
velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate
como águias na elevação ascendente
quando eu olhei em seus olhos
fora de mim unworthy e desconhecido
eu gosto d
o sol está acima
eu ouvi-me que uma determinada princesa
este é o navio da pérola
disse
não seja falso
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso

 



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