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autumn poem

sueño, hermano gris de la muerte
no cuelgue ninguna guirnalda
ésta es la nave de la perla
calma como que segundo verano
nobleza de la muerte otra vez
oí el viento todo el dia
naranjas de desplume nubian azul-negras
glooms de los vivir-robles
los pasillos de mármol resounding largos
y como caminamos la hierba fue revuelta débilmente
esos ojos negros i elogiado una vez tan
vi la primera pera
hace de largo la luz del sol del verano brillar

 



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