The Topless Autumn
I
The topless tress became completely nude
As if they felt upcoming autumn’s mood
Cold sunny autumn sky reflected me
Awakening the raven of reality
II
Autumn topless tress
Before the winter’s freeze
A beggar at the Parliament
My heart forbids me: no lament.
Abandoned Meus square
Forgotten. Unaware
Rue de Commerce over here
Commerce is everywhere.
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