diaphanous shadows

brilho de conta

(...)
to behold the daybreak!
the little light fades the immerse and diaphanous shadows,
the air tastes good to my palate

hefts of moving world at innocent gambols, silently rising,
freshly exuding,
scooting obliquely high and low.
(...)

walt whitman 'leaves of grass' in [24]

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