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halloween poem

na meia-noite
os poetas dizem
eu espero-o
uma tempestade está montando na maré
tempestade
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
laranjas arrancando nubian azul-pretas
eu encho este copo
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
eu vi as nuvens entre os montes
nós que estiveram

 



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