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halloween poem

eu estive pelo casement aberto
eu ouvi o vento o dia inteiro
estourou o vinho feroz
short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela
para eu era um conselheiro gaunt, grave
estes sejam
não permaneça não mais
o que mim lhe devem
a luz retirada
um olhar é mas um raio
quando eu retornei no por do sol

 



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