no roses yard: wind brought you?But suddenly come far away. sick a mom — Alberto Caeiro, Collected Poems Alberto Caeiro

Alberto Caeiro The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro

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There are no roses in my yard: what wind brought you?But I suddenly come from far away. I was sick for a moment.No wind whatsoever brought you now.Now you’re here.What you were isn’t you, or else the whole rose would be here.

Alberto Caeiro, The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro

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