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haiku poetry

uma milha atrás
duas fileiras dos repolhos
short e doce, e nós viemos à extremidade dela
era uma beleza nos dias
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
mas alas, sonhos justos
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
eu vou minha maneira complacently
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
deixe o unsaid encantador das palavras
são você acordado?
os poetas dizem
porque assim sad meu encantador?

 



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