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limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
três dias eu ouvi-os afligir-se quando eu coloco absolutamente
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
conseqüentemente eu não posso
eu ofereci-os todo o farewell
serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
o ar é como uma borboleta
tudo dentro e tudo sem mim
gloom
o céu
melancolia, azul era
em setembro

 



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