tri partite

Dear:
The autumn leaves
dry.
Yet the August hues hurry
I saw them just now.
This evening.
So early.
A lilac augur only a new generation can color the past with ….
*
Mi vida se consume:
como la hoja
Verde
Cuya punta
en su punto
rumine el marrón;
El inicio del fin
*
Och nu ví¤nder det
Mot en annan sí¤song
Och
Klockan bara rinner
Som smí¤ltande sní¶
Mitt i April

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