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autumn poem

era uma beleza nos dias
ao longo de um river-side
não pendure nenhuma grinalda
ainda seu cinza balança a torre acima do mar
eu não queimo nenhum incense
aflija-se não para o invisível
assim perdido
os navios estão encontrando-se na baía
o pitiful pequeno, desgastado, caras rir

 



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