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o que era ele os motores ditos
glass-blower do tempo
eu estive pelo casement aberto
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
como ele de quem espírito na chama do meio-dia
era uma oysterman novo alto
eu tive um medo em minha vida

 



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