Eu a amo
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Eu cuidarei dela a partir de um ponto obscuro, pensei e é tudo o que eu posso fazer pois no calor tive uma febre e uma alucinação os homens que me perseguiam foram-se, perdidos embora perseguida não foi encontrada se lhe apareço também a persigo em sua lógica, é claro e deixá-la sozinha consiste em cegar todos aqueles sujeitos em enganar a natureza das plantas então posso mudar a cor de meu amanhecer com a insônia a minha insônia eu te amo, eu pensei eu te amo, pensei e quase senti daí andei enganado e aproximei-me em busca de água em busca de miolos de plantas eu estava preso dentro da situação efervescente do calor dela e de sua solidão.
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