Poemas aos Homens do nosso tempo – Hilda Hilst
Amada vida, minha morte demora. Dizer que coisa ao homem, Propor que viagem? Reis, ministros E todos vós, políticos, Que
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Amada vida, minha morte demora. Dizer que coisa ao homem, Propor que viagem? Reis, ministros E todos vós, políticos, Que
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