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graduation poem

eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
esse companheiro estranho veio em baralhar os pés
a agonia de ter demasiado poder
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
em seu vôo
veja, desta moeda falsa dele
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo

 



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