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autumn poem

deixe-me ser sad
as canções velhas
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
todos quiet ao longo do potomac
o mais saddest do ano
um pêssego pequeno no pomar cresceu
o alvorecer era verde maçã
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
até sua janela da câmara

 



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