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autumn poem

apenas como meus dedos nestas chaves
melancolia, azul era
aqueles olhos pretos i elogiado uma vez assim
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
sono, irmăo cinzento da morte
até sua janela da câmara
estes sejam

 



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