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sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
eu moldei o mundo
uma pena do aço
eu estou cantando-lhe
eu soube o silêncio das estrelas e do mar
talvez
para vestir o pensamento impetuoso
receoso não mais, eu digo
eu espero-o
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
nós que estiveram
e pão do breaketh mais
o relâmpago piscou, e levantou

 



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