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thanksgiving poem

alguns dias mais ventosos
para trás, gire para trás
olhe para trás com olhos longing e saiba que eu seguirei
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
eu verei uma estrela hoje à noite
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
sabe uma liberação barata
sob uma árvore espalhando da castanha
têm você não ouvido
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
última noite a lua cheia colocou um pano do branco

 



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