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autumn poem

os drowses pálidos do dia no ocidental embebem
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
a algum os deuses gordos
eu vi-o uma vez antes
tudo dentro e tudo sem mim
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
como uma vela branca
faça exame de meus bracelets
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
como ela
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo

 



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