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autumn poetry

uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
do assoalho ao teto
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
vinho velho a beber
diga-me năo
acima dos prados ricos com milho
tęm vocę ouvido
com os olhos meek, marrons

 



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