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em e sobre
truely
eu vi que o deus você a duvida?
perguntam-me onde eu estive
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã
eu encho este copo
como ela
uma pena do aço
desolado e solitário
assim perdido
as montanhas são povos silenciosos

 



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