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As vezes eu penso que o silêncio me espera A morte pode te dar avisos mas ela chega na véspera Por mais que toda terra seja áspera Tomará que eu não me perca se for muito longe de casa Se algo não der certo a gente bate asa E se a nossa companhia der certo a gente casa Mesmo sabendo que um dia a nossa roupa suja será lavada Ande com calma, mas corra com vontade tendo o olhar fixo no além do mínimo Assim nós chegaremos até a nasa. Dor que não se atrasa Espero te encontrar em outra vida Caminhando no incerto da dívida Em busca de justiça seja o real propósito mas existencial em seu paradoxo de vida.
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