Carlos Drummond de Andrade, In the middle of the road; BH, 0401002011.

In the middle of the road was a stone Was a stone in the middle of the road Was a stone In the middle of the road was a stone I shall never forget that event In the life of my so tired eyes. I shall never forget that in the middle of the road Was a stone Was a stone in the middle of the road In the middle of the road was a stone.