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autumn poetry

o que mim lhe devem
este é o navio da pérola
apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
porque assim sad meu encantador?
a criança que jogou afastado a folha após a folha
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
behold mim, em meus chiffon, gauze e ouropel
apenas agora
doubtless eu recordo ainda
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
eu ganhei a raça
melhore do que o granito
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas

 



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