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autumn poetry

eu amei uma mulher
teria mesmo seu gracejo
se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
de nossos lugares escondidos
a noite era preta e drear
há uns ganhos para todas nossas perdas
tiveram e i mas encontrado com
arched a inundação
sob a folha dusky do laurel

 



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