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eu soube o silêncio das estrelas e do mar
a luz retirada
porque são as coisas que não têm nenhuma morte
para poder ver cada lado de cada pergunta
do sol nem das estrelas
os poetas dizem
a agonia de ter demasiado poder
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
todo meu amor para meu doce
eu estou morrendo

 



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