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autumn poem

mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
eu sou uma mulher
perguntam-me onde eu estive
para a verdade, para o amor
não esteja irritado com mim
minha mãe twines me as rosas molhadas com orvalho
f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré
quando o véu dos olhos for levantado
eu disse, mim fechei meu coração
do sol nem das estrelas
nossos momentos agradáveis voam

 



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