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o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
eu vi a primeira pera
fora da janela um mar de árvores verdes
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
e com o pássaro humming
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
as canções antigas
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu

 



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