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fall poem

eu ouvi-os na noite
eighty anos passaram, e mais
escute
eu vi as nuvens entre os montes
eu despise meus amigos mais do que voc
pela ponte rude
gaily atravs dos campos ns danamos
ns quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
eu v todas as sagacidades humanas
minha alma um campo ploughed escuro
podem falar do amor em uma casa de campo

 



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