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autumn poetry

os dias endeared a cada MUSE
renove a visão do prazer
velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate
deixe-me mover-se lentamente através da rua
esta é a canção da juventude
paredes e enorme elevados
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
havia nunca um som ao lado da madeira mas de uma
eu quero saber às vezes se for realmente verdadeiro
fora do profundo e da obscuridade
apenas agora
quando os mar-ventos perfuraram nossos solitudes
splendor doce

 



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