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minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
eu estive pelo casement aberto
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
eu disse
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
a algum os deuses gordos

 



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