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fall poem

este é o arsenal
tiveram e i mas encontrado com
năo pendure nenhuma grinalda
eighty anos passaram, e mais
o ar é como uma borboleta
acima de e para baixo vai
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
tropeçando acima, caindo para baixo
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
as estrelas caíram do heaven

 



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