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autumn poem

os dias melancólicos vieram
na terra silenciosa
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
tiveram e i mas encontrado com
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
alguns dias mais ventosos
a festa real foi feita
babylon -- onde eu vou sonhar

 



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