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autumn poem

dentro de minha mão eu prendo
nós que estiveram
a o que uma mulher a comparará beloved
todos tragam os anos
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz
quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb
diga-me mais menos ou diga-me mais
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
o alvorecer era verde maçã
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
ao amante passionate
eu sei não onde

 



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