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pumpkin poem

havia três no prado pelo ribeiro
melhore do que o granito
truely
há uma hora do descanso calmo
o mais saddest do ano
ao longo dos bancos
renove a visão do prazer
você diz que você me ama
escute o mar soando
a noite era preta e drear
ruídos que strive rasgar
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
era o outono do ano

 



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