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fall poem

por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
há um que esse i amou uma vez assim muito
caras bonitas, tragical
eu arremessei minha alma ao ar como um vôo do falcão
quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb
behold mim, em meus chiffon, gauze e ouropel
do sol nem das estrelas
eu sei não onde
de encontro à flama verde da hawthorn-árvore
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
cidade que não é uma cidade

 



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