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concrete poetry

as canções antigas
quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
a algum os deuses gordos
uma pena do aço
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
minha alma é um campo ploughed escuro
o prado estava rastejando
a filha, arte do thou vem morrer
têm você ouvido
sol e vento e batida do mar
a luz retirada

 



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