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son poem

quem ama a chuva
a chuva sobre, e o ar brilhante
sĂŁo vocĂŞ acordado?
talvez não é nenhuma matéria que você morreu
três anos há hoje
disse
eu tive um sonho e eu acordei com ele
em seus regimentals ásperos
sob a lua da colheita
o ar está cheio do alvorecer e da mola
há uma hora do descanso calmo
lá pela janela na casa velha
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte

 



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