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sad poem

eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
a o que uma mulher a comparará beloved
era o outono do ano
temos nós nenhum shame?
o mais saddest do ano
eu vi com olhos abertos
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes

 



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