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son poem

completamente dos rasgos
material da lua
cara esposa
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
eu vou minha maneira complacently
eighty anos passaram, e mais
lá pela janela na casa velha
diga-me
a criança que jogou afastado a folha após a folha
era o outono do ano

 



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