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pouco parque que eu passo completamente
um gleam do ouro no gloom e no cinza
era o outono do ano
muito bem, você liberais
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
sob a lua da colheita
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
sombras voadas que varrem perto
têm você ouvido

 



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