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esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
uma pena do aço
doubtless eu recordo ainda
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
faça exame de meus bracelets
porque o faça sempre carrinho que tirita lá
cidade que não é uma cidade
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina

 



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