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autumn poem

eu estive pelo casement aberto
em seu vôo
o mais saddest do ano
eu penso d esplêndido justo
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser
como deva mim ajude à direita ao mundo que está indo erradamente
cai aqui nenhuma luz
eu olhei em cima do céu glorious
os arcos da ponte vermelha
f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré
havia um momento em anos anteriores

 



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