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urdu poetry

era o outono do ano
escute o mar soando
esta é a canção da juventude
dê-me a fome
amigo, cujo o sorriso veio ser
truely
através do peito aching da terra larga
pássaros de encontro ao vento de abril
pouco parque que eu passo completamente
uma vez este turf macio
eu não queimo nenhum incense

 



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