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autumn poem

abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
olhar além
esta bacia de prata antiga de meus
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
truely
como águias na elevação ascendente
olhe para fora em cima das estrelas, meu amor
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
aqueles no superior dizem que o conhecem, terra -- são liars
flores dos bebês
não se aflija que sobre
perguntam-me onde eu estive

 



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