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os céus que eram ashen e sober
última meia-noite
mil anos silenciosos há
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
através do peito aching da terra larga
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
em setembro
fora da janela um mar de árvores verdes
tempestade

 



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