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fall poem

musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade
a luz retirada
receoso nćo mais, eu digo
temos nós nenhum shame?
dentro desta sepultura humilde um conqueror encontra-se
a algum os deuses gordos
era uma beleza nos dias
eu ofereci-os todo o farewell
cai aqui nenhuma luz
melancolia, azul era
eu ando abaixo os trajetos do jardim
sob a lua da colheita
eu era um goddess ere o mįrmore me encontrou
faēa exame de meus bracelets

 



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