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fall poem

esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
quando eu olhei em seus olhos
e pĂŁo do breaketh mais
quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb
eu nĂŁo posso dizĂŞ-lo agora
em todas as coisas nĂŁo faladas de
era muitas e muito um ano há
através do peito aching da terra larga
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
raça elevado-carregada

 



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