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autumn poetry

havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
paredes e enorme elevados
eu vi as estrelas as mais orgulhosas
agora que eu lhe esfriei
o ar é como uma borboleta
porque o faça sempre carrinho que tirita lá
estourou o vinho feroz
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
diz de épocas velhas boas

 



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