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halloween poem

há uma hora do descanso calmo
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
nas manhãs nuvem-cinzentas
macia agora a luz do dia
podem falar do amor em uma casa de campo
veja que eu me dou a você
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
eu sou uma mulher
de nossos lugares escondidos
todo meu amor para meu doce
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
acima deles todos, olhando para baixo

 



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