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há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
abaixo do helm do guerreiro
trançado e tecido
eu disse
sadly falando
eu ouvi o vento o dia inteiro
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
como águias na elevação ascendente

 



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