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autumn poem

eu sou fevered
eu v todas as sagacidades humanas
alguns dias mais ventosos
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
embora eu sou pouco como todas as coisas pequenas
quem é o corredor nos céus

 



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