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fall poem

eu soube o silęncio das estrelas e do mar
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
năo há nenhum escape pelo rio
ruídos que strive rasgar
uma vez este turf macio
eu espero-o
eu ouvi o vento o dia inteiro
as montanhas săo povos silenciosos
levantado dos mortos
com os olhos meek, marrons

 



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