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talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
alguns dias mais ventosos
eu estou no tempo cinzento frio
nossos momentos agradáveis voam
ainda treze anos
em possa
fraco-é voada a canção
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
eu estive pelo casement aberto

 



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