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autumn poem

quando eu olhei em seus olhos
f4-lo ouvem-se sempre de
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
uma vez este turf macio
na terra silenciosa
este é o navio da pérola
o corpo pode confinar
raça elevado-carregada

 



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