se bastasse...

 No meu silencio reticente,
conspiram sons consoantes
nao me conto nao te rimo.

Conjugo vírgulas,
encandeio pontos
e
tranco as palavras
entre:
nada
e nada

faco breu
num disperso
         infinitivo
          bege
nada
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