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lyric poem

temos nós nenhum shame?
para a verdade, para o amor
não se aflija que sobre
perguntam-me onde eu estive
teria mesmo seu gracejo
eu penso d esplêndido justo
deus
mundo que muda sob minha mão
quem ama a chuva
flor branca da espuma, flor vermelha da flama

 



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