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autumn poem

quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
ainda seu cinza balança a torre acima do mar
irmão, eu sou fogo
eu moldei o mundo
f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré
eu amo minha vida, mas não demasiado bem
eu vi-o uma vez antes
escute o mar soando
tem um espaço livre, loveliness vento-protegido
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
caras bonitas, tragical

 



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