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esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
uma milha atrás
glass-blower do tempo
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
quando eu era quebrou em Londres
os dias melancĂłlicos vieram
embora repine do amor, e chafe da razĂŁo
ruĂ­dos que strive rasgar
no alvorecer, disse
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
macio como a cama na terra

 



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