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havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
eu espero-o
sol e vento e batida do mar
aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- são liars
sob a lua da colheita
olhe para trás com olhos longing e saiba que eu seguirei
o relâmpago piscou, e levantou
uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá
quando eu era um menino na faculdade

 



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