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autumn poetry

eu sei não onde
qual se mantem
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
sono, irmão cinzento da morte
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
a o que uma mulher a comparará beloved
eu vim no deserto porque minha alma é athirst
sad são que sabem não o amor
perguntam-me onde eu estive
eu estou cantando-lhe

 



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