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autumn poem

a escuridăo rouba os formulários de todas as rainhas
năo do mundo largo do todo
os prayers brancos pequenos
há uma hora do descanso calmo
quando eu era um menino na faculdade
quando eu for para trás ligar ŕ terra
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
travails da terra

 



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