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simplesmente falando
olhe para trás com olhos longing e saiba que eu seguirei
melancolia, azul era
como ele de quem espírito na chama do meio-dia
o relâmpago piscou, e levantou
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
eu vi com olhos abertos
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia
paredes e enorme elevados
uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá
deus
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita

 



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