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fall poem

no recolhimento da escuridăo e pedem
sadly falando
quando uma açăo for feita para a liberdade
olhe para trás com olhos longing e saiba que eu seguirei
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
o mais saddest do ano
a mulher faltou-me muito, como vocę se chama me, chamada
os céus que eram ashen e sober
a noite era preta e drear
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes

 



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