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autumn poem

é ido
eu amei uma mulher
olhar além
agora que eu lhe esfriei
fala não bem
para trás, gire para trás
alguns dias mais ventosos
o que nós fará agora
em números mournful
não esteja irritado com mim
eu agito meu cabelo no vento da manhã

 



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