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autumn poem

musing, entre o por do sol e a obscuridade
eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
flores dos bebês
três anos há hoje
estes corações foram tecidos de alegrias e de cuidados humanos
burly, humble-abelha aplanar
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?

 



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