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fall poetry

antes do saint de bronze solemn
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
nenhuma rapina é mim de pensamentos pobres
eu estive pelo casement aberto
como deva mim ajude à direita ao mundo que está indo erradamente
quando o véu dos olhos for levantado
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia
para prestar atenção o dia inteiro à onda azul ondular e quebrar
agora que eu lhe esfriei
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
na meia-noite

 



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