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poem for pastors

serene da tarde e brilhante verdes
tem um espaço livre, loveliness vento-protegido
na terra silenciosa
as montanhas são povos silenciosos
em setembro
em todas as coisas não faladas de
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
desolado e solitário
a filha, arte do thou vem morrer
que possibilidade spiteful rouba unawares
havia um strangeness em seus bordos
os poetas dizem
eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
como nivelar cai

 



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